What Happens When You're Bored And 19

Back when I was young and youthful (and not repetitive), I used to do fun things. My best buddy Danny and I lived together during our Freshman year of college at the University of La Verne. And my sister Erica (who had graduated from that same school one year earlier) lived in an apartment a block away from campus. So we spent a lot of time at her apartment that year.

Well, over winter break when my genius brother Robert was home from Cornell, the three of us were bored and decided we'd hang out with Erica. We gave her a call on both her cell and apartment phones. No answer at either. Big mistake Ericamos. So to pass our time and to get revenge on Erica for not being home, the three of us decided to TP her apartment. And here's how it went down:

We discovered pretty quickly that it would be difficult to TP an apartment without toilet paper. So we decided to kill two birds with one stone by grabbing some burgers from In N' Out and stealing some of the massive amounts of TP from their bathroom. Robert was the brave one to go in and stuff the TP in his jacket. You're a good man Robert.

We also quickly realized that Erica's apartment would be difficult to TP without having a key to the apartment. So we found a slightly open window and made it more than slightly open to climb through. Look, there's me going in the window. I'd be a good robber.

So we loaded up our weapons. Danny was partial to the toilet seat covers. He's always thinking outside of the box.

I just decided to keep it old fashion.

And this is what her living room looked like when we got done with it.

That was all fun and good, but we had some finishing touches to add.

A nice little toilet paper roll on her pillow.

Erica's favorite stuffed bear, Radar. He was fine, don't worry.

I'll give you one guess who did this one. And consider yourself lucky that I'm not showing you the pictures of the used toilet paper that we decorated her kitchen with.

And of course we had to leave a note explaining our actions.

So there it is! Our night of boredom in La Verne in early 2004. What a fun time. And to end the post, I'll show you one quick picture of what the three of us did the next time we got bored and Erica wasn't home. In hindsight, this one was pretty messed up. We stuck this on her apartment door:

Just be glad you're not seeing the unblurred version. It was way grosser in person. *Shudders*