Operation: Something's Fishy

No one knows how funny my apartment really is.  We're hilarious.  The problem is that we do funny things that we really can't tell other people about...  Fortunately, the funniest thing we did all semester was let out of the bag this past week so I can FINALLY blog about it.  It was killing me keeping silent!  The story is kind of a long one and I want to record it all so this post might get a little lengthy....

Where to start??  Well, to summarize, my roommates and I pulled a prank on our fhe brothers one night and they never found out it was us.  We ended up telling them on Monday night since the semester ended this week.  It was the funniest thing I've ever done in my life.  I'm not sure if this is a good or bad thing.  It was uproariously funny but at the same time, I've never pulled any sort of prank before so whatever I did was bound to be funny.

Now for the long version.  It all started with Alexis and I in the car on the way back to Rexburg from Rigby.  We were talking about pranks in general and somehow got to the idea that we wanted to prank our fhe brothers.  We love them to death and always have fun with them and it just seemed appropriate!  We decided to "water cup" their apartment.  This meant filling hundreds of dixie cups with water and putting them all over their floor, thus preventing them from walking anywhere until the cups were picked up.

Now, how did we carry out such a magnificent feat?  Well the only time we could guarantee that all six of them would be out of their house was during fhe on Monday nights.  So we found an activity that they could do at our apartment that would take a decent amount of time...making pizzas.

I couldn't be at the apartment when they got there since our cover story was that Alexis and I were in Rigby, so I went to the Clarke basement next door around 6:00 to hide out for an hour.  My friend Garrett (who lives in the basement) came to get me at my apartment since I was also bringing the goldfish and a bunch of pitchers.  I pretty much just sat around for an hour, waiting for the signal that the coast was clear.  At 6:45, Garrett and his roommates had to leave for their fhe which left me alone in their apartment (I have no idea if that's technically allowed at BYUI) except for the guys who live upstairs.  They kept coming downstairs to do laundry and I was freaked out that they would see me sitting there and wonder what in the world I was doing and I couldn't think of a good excuse.  Thankfully, I went unnoticed.

To get to the basement I had to walk right past their apartment...hence, a disguise was needed.

 Once I got the go-ahead from Alexis (who was watching the apt from across the street) I ventured up the cement stairs with the pitcher of goldfish in one hand and three other pitchers in the other.  I tried hard to be careful and graceful but sometimes grace escapes me at the most inconvenient times.  I tripped up the stairs and was unable to brace myself without letting go of a pitcher of fish so I ended up dumping half of the water on me and a few of the fish on the ground.  Try picking up a goldfish sometime.  The little buggars just flip and flop and are literally impossible to grab off a cement step.  So I had to sweep a few fish back into the pitcher before finishing my ascent.  Let me take time to mention that right after I fell, Alexis decided to yell at me to hurry up...she got a good laugh when she saw me soaking wet and definitely not standing on the stairs.

The 17 unwilling participants.

Wet from spilling water all over myself...

 We knew we had to work fast so I started setting cups out around the edge of the room and Dustin (Alexis's boyfriend who happened to be in town) and Alexis started filling them.  It was quick and continuous work.  We didn't stop moving for an hour and a half.  Every once in a while I would stop setting out new cups and help fill or place some goldfish but for the most part we stuck to our jobs well.  The entire time we were in touch with Hillary at our apartment to make sure the guys weren't going to come back before we were done.  It was stressful but once we realized we were almost done and the pizza's weren't even in the oven yet we started to breathe a little.

We used about 1600 cups.

After finishing, we gathered all of our supplies and headed back to our apartment.  It was SO HARD not to laugh as we were walking in (at least for me).  Plus, our roommates wanted to see the pictures of what had happened so they rotated to the back rooms every few minutes to sneak a peak.  Mad props to them for keeping the guys entertained and out of their place for so long.  They had to do some serious story telling.  They ended up staying at our apartment for another hour and a half which worried me slightly because I didn't know if the paper cups would leak water or not.

Finally, they got in their cars to head home and as soon as they were around the corner we jumped in a car to follow.  We parked in a lot across the street and watched the ensuing chaos with girly giggles, high fives, and pure joy.  Here were six guys just standing in the doorway because they couldn't walk anywhere.  As we were sitting there I got a call from one of the guys accusing us of the prank but I obviously denied any wrongdoing and he believed me enough for the moment.  We circled the block a few times and then switched cars and went around a few more so that they wouldn't get too suspicious.

The guys in their doorway

 When were getting ready to switch cars, Lauren decided she wanted to go in undercover and see what they were saying.  So she and Brittany gathered their backpacks and headed past their apt "to the library."  Lauren, being the genius she is, remembered a voice recording app on her phone and turned that on.  The conversation that she recorded is HYSTERICAL and indescribable.  We listened to the recording so many times we must have it memorized by now.  Brittany and Lauren did a great job and feigning innocence and their reactions were even somewhat genuine because they hadn't seen the room full of cups in real life until then.

The following weeks consisted of numerous inquiries by each of the guys trying to get us to admit that we did it and none of us cracked.  They interrogated so many other people and I think the idea that they weren't positive it was us helped us stick to our story.  We were lucky that they have so many other friends and family members that potentially could have done this that we weren't singled out.  Sure, we were number one on their suspect list but the key point is that were weren't the only ones on the list.  Personally, I had to lie to each one of them numerous times...and honestly, I felt bad.  I really did!!

Once we even heard them accusing some other girls and the girls acted so guilty we couldn't help but be pleased with ourselves.  Not that we like that others were bullied because of us, but we pulled off the perfect prank!  We didn't leave any clues behind, we went back to the scene of the crime and didn't get caught, and we stuck to our story so well they actually started to believe us.

Finally the end of the semester came and we knew we had to tell them.  I mean, we couldn't go forever without getting credit for this!  There was a ward bowling party and after that we went back to the guys apartment.  I had put together a slideshow of all of our pictures from the semester for us to watch and it was really fun to reminisce about all the good times.  Some of the "last" pictures were from the pizza party that night.  After those I stuck in a slide that said "meanwhile...." and the next picture was one of Alexis and I standing in the middle of all of the cups.  SILENCE.  Oh my goodness, not the reaction I expected at all.  I wish we would have had the lights up so we could see their faces!!!

I think it took a while for the information to digest and then as the night went on and we started explaining what happened we could see all sorts of light bulbs going off in their heads.  It took them a while to grasp the amount of deceit we actually employed and the amount of spying we did after the fact...from keeping them at their apt to make pizzas (they wanted to go get ingredients at their place so many times but the girls would just convince them to use something we already had), to every time we denied any wrongdoing, to watching the entire thing unfold from across the street, to Brittany and Lauren recording their bewilderment, to anything and everything in between.

I may be wrong about this, but I feel like they gained some respect for us.  We pranked them.  They got pranked by who they thought were the sweetest, most amazing girls at BYUI.  I don't know if there can ever be full trust between our apartments again but hopefully there can be.  From this stemmed yet another story that relates the cunning and hilarity of our apartment but sadly isn't bloggable quite yet...maybe someday.  I wish I could write about every moment related to this story but there would be way too much and no one wants to read all of that.  Heck, I'd be surprised if someone is still reading this which is only a hundredth of all the things I could write about! 

There are a few videos we took that night (and tons more pictures) so if you're interested in seeing those you'll have to look on my facebook page.  If you aren't my "friend" then you probably don't know me and I'm wondering how you even found this blog.  Thanks for reading stranger!

Life is good :)