Tired of those teenage pranks...here's a solution!
By ladyljs
@ladyljs (1303)
United States
May 15, 2008 9:17am CST
Ever been toilet papered?They sometimes take all weekend to clean up. So here's an idea: have sprinklers on motion sensors after dark. If some meddling kids approach... on come the sprinklers to hose down would-be tree assassins.
This lawn is armed. Take your best shot, kid. We almost want you to.
This would beat sitting on the porch in camo with a paintball gun, though, admittedly, not as fun. Maybe an alert should be sent to the parents of every teenager living within a couple miles of a grocery store that sells large quantities of TP to a pipsqueak at night. Like a neighborhood terrorist watch list. Plus, we should flag their library cards. If they check out books on TP-ing or egging, we'll get them. By any means necessary.
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@mclendon (308)
• United States
15 May 08
Before getting revenge on the toilet paper teens, maybe you should enlist the help of, or at least notify the local police or sheriff of your troubles and your intent.
Growing up we used to get our yard TP'd all the time because both my parents were teachers. Once my Dad got good revenge AND the help of police. He heard a rumor that some kids were coming to TP and he left the window by his bed open and listened out that night. Sure enough, they came. He waited inside until they seemed to be about finished - they had really loaded up some big trees in the yard with toilet paper - and then he ran out and confronted them with a bright flashlight and his best mean teacher voice. They tried to jump in their cars and run but he managed to stop them. He told them he wouldn't call the police if they cleaned it all up right then and there! It was about 35 degrees and they were in their shirtsleeves, but he made them use the garden hoses to hose down the paper and then scoop the mush into garbage bags. They were pretty soaked and cold by the time they finished. Just before they were done, the police showed up because my Dad had asked them to ride by that night. The cops lined those boys up and shined their flashlights in their faces and asked my Dad if they were vandalizing his property and did he want to press charges. He declined and said that they were just cleaning it all up. The cops played doubtful and made the boys stand there a little longer, shivering, before they let them go. It was great! Our yard was not toilet papered again that year.
Another time a couple of years before, we had come home one night to toilet paper hanging from the trees, and oddly, a car parked at the end of our road. My Dad started his mental wheels turning and wondering why they had left a car. In the morning he got up and carefully surveyed the yard and, sure enough, he found a set of dropped keys! He held onto them until he finally got a phone call later that morning. A stammering and apologetic young man said he really needed those keys because the car was his mother's! My Dad actually told the guy that his mother would have to come to claim her keys! LOL!!!
