The Prank Battle Without an End...

I've never been a huge fan of pranks, tricks, and such. But I have some creative and conniving roommates who have had an influence on me, for better or for worse.

It all started on April Fool's Day. My roommate chocolate dipped some cotton balls. They looked like beautiful homemade chocolates. We delivered them to an apartment of some guys in our ward. We felt a little bad, so we brought them some good treats a couple nights later, but that wasn't enough. A few nights later, some girls knocked on our door and asked for some help bringing in their groceries, we jumped up so excited to help them out. We ran downstairs and out to the parking lot in our PJ's to get attacked by these boys with buckets of water, then flour. We were a mess! The war went on for a while that night, a water fight combined with flour- what a mess. The only problem is that we were in the parking lot, so some cars got a little doughy. So then we spend the next part of the night trying to clean the cars. By the way, it wasn't snowing, that is flour floating everywhere!!!

We couldn't settle to end there. So we attacked back, we did all sorts of random things, took their silverware, dyed their milk red, blue, and green, changed their clocks. But I have to confess, my prank days are done. It is just too much work and stress. I heard the other night that the boys came back this week with cream pies and got the girls in our apartment, couches, walls, and all. I'm glad I've moved out! I am so glad the pranks have always been in fun good humor.