not-quite-subliminal messages
several years ago, i was in the habit of having friends around to get wasted and watch films. we would often taunt newcomers to our circle and play pranks on them.
christophe got the worst.
knowing he wasn't very good at handling weed-induced paranoia, i hatched a devious and somewhat evil plan. i nabbed a luminous pen from my mate and set to work on the bathroom tiles. in huge letters, all over the bathroom, i wrote "KILL THEM, KILL THEM ALL, THEY MUST ALL DIE!"
of course, as the pen was luminous, the words didn't show up while the light was on. i left the light on and continued with the night's preparations.
scroll forward 4 hours and christophe is now very stoned, highly paranoid and bursting for a wee. as soon as he shut the bathroom door, i crept down the hall and turned the light off. the homicidal messsages were now glowing brightly over the walls of my smallest room.
the screams, oh, the screams. they totally made the 3 hours of scrubbing that crap off my tiles worth it. christophe shot out of the bathroom, white and shaking, with a decent-sized wet patch on the front of his jeans. seems he hadn't waited to finish his pee.
he never came back again.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 21:27, 1 reply)

This appeals to me...
I must get me one of those pens...

*click*
( snee held his breath since, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 8:38, closed)