So the story is... Chris and I, most Fridays do a practical joke on our housemate Richard. He works at the University club and doesn't get back till 3am earliest. This gives us plenty of time to set things up. Usually we do traffic cones, we've got over a dozen now.

This week we've used balloons, thanks to a guy called Tis for his idea. Richard found out about them as we were blowing them up (It's impossible to hide 750 balloons from someone you live with!). So he was expecting them in his room when he got back from work and had been quite angry at Chris and I warning that he'd call the landlord if anything got broken in his room.

So.. we filled our hallway with balloons. The idea was that when he got back he'd be head deep in the things! There are lots of photos in the Gallery, but to summarise you can view these three:

Preparation
In Situation
In The Air

I also wanted to cellotape 20 party poppers to the door and the door frame so that when opening the front door in a tired post-work daze, he's shocked into Chris and my balloon reality by an almighty bang! But unfortunately the cellotape we had didn't adhere to the wooden door properly, so we could only attack them to the lock. [Photo]

This morning: Damn it. It appears he enjoyed it. [Photo]

There were plenty of naughty words muttered as he was popping them last night, though. And Christ, do you know how long it takes to pop 750 balloons, even with a knife?

I bet it's not only our other housemate who was woken up, the neighbours on both sides too! Still... I laughed lots when he said "Fucking hell, MORE balloons? How many did they fucking blow up?"

*grin*