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Apr. 1st, 2004 02:06 amThere are times when I really love my hall (my floor, really). I don't know about you, but I stopped getting even remotely into April Fool's Day back when I was 10 years old. Well things change. (Or maybe I'm regressing.)
There are April Fools pranks going on all over the place here, and not just stupid lame ones. And I've been plotting with everyone. Heh heh heh.
One of my friends, who has a foot phobia, is getting big pictures of feet put up all over her room, including pictures of people's feet touching her stuff. We also switched all of the videos in her extensive collection around so none of the covers match what's inside.
Another one of my friends tries to pretend that she hates all things girly, and has to be forced into a dress or skirt or even heels. We are sneaking into her room in a few hours and stealing all her clothes, leaving her with nothing to wear tomorrow but a pink dress.
Both of these ideas were mine. Who knew I was so evil?
Don't answer that.
There are April Fools pranks going on all over the place here, and not just stupid lame ones. And I've been plotting with everyone. Heh heh heh.
One of my friends, who has a foot phobia, is getting big pictures of feet put up all over her room, including pictures of people's feet touching her stuff. We also switched all of the videos in her extensive collection around so none of the covers match what's inside.
Another one of my friends tries to pretend that she hates all things girly, and has to be forced into a dress or skirt or even heels. We are sneaking into her room in a few hours and stealing all her clothes, leaving her with nothing to wear tomorrow but a pink dress.
Both of these ideas were mine. Who knew I was so evil?
Don't answer that.
