I guess I was the ringleader.
In university we had a lot of healthy rivalries among the different student clubs. Now one night, after (obviously) a night of rather heavy drinking, myself and a few friends decided that we should steal a few bales of hay that were in the quad (I went to university in the Canadian prairies, so the presence of about 200 bales of hay in quad isn't that surprising) and sort of brick in a rival club's office with them. We would have gotten away with it, but one of our number noticed that some idiot had left the club door unlocked, so we figured it would be even better to fill the whole room floor to ceiling with hay. This, of course, took a lot longer, giving Campus 5-0 time to catch us. I was the first one they saw, carrying a bale up the stairs into the building, and the cop asked me what I was doing. All I could think to say (pissed, remember) was "Uhhh, moving some hay?" She didn't think that was funny, and so assumed that I was in charge of the whole operation. They came down to survey the "damage". By this time at about 2:30 in the morning we had the room about three quarters of the way full. They decided that if we could clean the whole mess up by 4 am we would be free to go, not believing for a second we'd be able to do it. We actually managed it, surprisingly enough, the cops were still a little miffed at us. Apparently it's still breaking and entering even if the door isn't locked.
(9000, Thu 8 Jan 2004, 0:01, Reply)