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# My mate and I once rearranged his flat mates entire room
He had a first date that evening and wanted us out of the flat so that he could impress her.

He was out to begin with and so as we did back then, drank shitloads of vodka and got completely ratted.

We hatched this ingenious plan to ruin his date.

We moved the entire contents of his room into the dining room and re-made his room there. Bed, tables, posters, everything. We pissed ourselves laughing (and probably literally too) and then went out to a club.

We didn't see the reaction but for stories like this, you don't need to........you only need to imagine his horror.

Unfortunately we never put her off him and now he's living in London with her. But it was fun.
(I helped save b3ta! koit WWW.HIGHASAKOIT.CO.UK, Tue 21 Oct 2003, 21:05, archived)
# on a similar note
Me and a mate hung a flatmate's door on backwards.

Lots of humour as he staggered home drunk and couldn't open his door.
(I helped save b3ta! CowJam, Tue 21 Oct 2003, 21:18, archived)
# On a similar note
Not me myself, but friends at Loughborough uni moved someone's room... Loughborough has big towerblock halls, and all the layouts on each floor are identical. They moved a guy from the tenth or whatever floor down to the ground... swapped the room, made it identical. The guy was out getting pissed for his birthday at the time, and when they brought him home, they stuck him in the lift, kept getting out at wrong floors, totally disorientated him until ending up in 'his' room on the ground floor.

Then, about half hour later, they opened the window, and threw him out.

Bear in mind he believed to be 10 floors up at the time... they ran outside to find him flat on his back, pointing upwards saying 'I fell'...
(fatblokeinamini, Wed 22 Oct 2003, 7:55, archived)
# I was at loughborough uni
about 15 years ago.
Lived in towers for a 2 years.
I vaguely recall hearing about something like that. Not as funny as the rugby team taking a shit in the lifts. Every. fucking. saturday. night.

My exploits were pretty much limited to hiding fishes under peoples beds just before they went home for the weekend. Heated floors. Nice.
(Daveybaby, Wed 22 Oct 2003, 9:47, archived)
# Hmmmm
heard that story about Stoneham of whatever the tower bloke halls at Southampton Uni are called ..... must be the latest thing the crazy kids are doing ;)
(I helped save b3ta! the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 22 Oct 2003, 16:37, archived)
# Hmmmm
I think it's "happened" at every Uni which has tower block halls. I certainly heard it when at Soton.
(I helped save b3ta! splorp ®, Wed 22 Oct 2003, 18:15, archived)
# Yes, it's utter bollocks.
Particularly at Lufbra, where because of a lack of basement area the heating units are on the ground floor of Towers and the accommodation starts two storeys up. So, if you did chuck someone out of a room on the lowest floor you'd probably kill them anyway.

There are other variants, such as freaking someone out by jumping from the window and coming back in, or lying at the bottom covered in ketchup waiting for the cleaner.

One we did do was to someone who nicked loads of pint glasses from the bars - filled them with water, up-ended all over the room.

I also got up very late one afternoon in Elvyn Halls to find a wall of beercans built in my doorway.

joefish
(I helped save b3ta! joefish It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks, Fri 24 Oct 2003, 23:36, archived)
# there's a lot of ex-Lufbra types here ain't there?
I was in Towers hall too until '91. I got in a lift there once, full of furniture, bedding that sort of stuff. Said to the bloke in there.."nice one, which poor tw*t's getting his room done then?"...then I recognised the duvet cover...f*ckers. Still remember the rancid sh*t in the corner of the lifts 1st thing in the morning too..lovely..top 1% of the population my arse.

On the plus side, we soaked the horrid nylon carpet in one guy's room while he was away for the weekend and then planted cress seeds. He had the beginning of a nice lawn by the time he got back.
(I helped save b3ta! madgav, Wed 22 Oct 2003, 19:10, archived)
# Thinking of student carpets...
Golden syrup goes quite well on the carpet outside housemates bedroom from what I've heard...stays sticky for weeks/months/years depending on how drunk my mate is when telling the story...apparently his housemate managed to avoid treading for almost the entire year, and then trod in it barefoot on the last morning they were in the house...
(I helped save b3ta! GigerPunk has, hopefully, slept since, Wed 22 Oct 2003, 20:45, archived)
# I'm a
current-Lufbra type!
In Elvyn.
(Prof_Frink has remembered his username, Thu 23 Oct 2003, 9:14, archived)
# lufbra
im a current towers inhabitant! removing toilet doors and leaving them in butler court swamp and covering peoples door handles in marmite is getting old admittedly!
(lufbrajo, Sat 25 Oct 2003, 14:45, archived)
# a couple of my mates
decided to ruin a first date for their flatmate. While the guy was out, they bought loads of porn mags, left them open on the table with tissues scrunched with glue and his glasses, all nicely arranged for when they got home...again, they didn't hang around, just went out, pissing themselves with laughter....
(carlos_gambino, Wed 22 Oct 2003, 13:32, archived)
# frozen piss
On a very cold night at Uni i found that pissing in a pot, letting it cool, then pouring it all over an ex schoolfriend's crappy beetle including over the ageing locks left a beutiful yellow ice sculpture for the morning that he really didnt want to scrape off himself. Koit, for your reference, Brian Richardson. That will teach him to get ladies well above his league.
or maybe not.
(I helped save b3ta! Ulic hissing slightly, Fri 24 Oct 2003, 11:34, archived)
# Sort of similar
We were at University around the same time as mad Joe in Eastenders, the guy who covered his roonm in silver foil and wrote messages on his walls.
Our flatmate was away for the weekend and so at about 3am on Sunday morning we decided to recreate Mad Joe's bedroom. We wrapped all his posseisons in silver foil (stereo, books, table legs etc). We also wrote messages such as 'Satan speaks to me' on paper at stuck them on the walls.
Our flatmate came home on Sunday night and I'm sure he would ahve found it funny had he not brought his mum back with him for a surprise visit.
Ooops
(SrMarg, Fri 24 Oct 2003, 14:06, archived)