Figuring out how to open the door without breaking anything… hanging out with an engineering “gang” in college, lets just say…um… allegedly we were behind a number of sophisticated pranks that included getting into the bell tower without using the key I had the right to check out. You know. For the challenge.
The bell tower well because it was the highest point on campus and was the site of a number of pranks like attaching things to the clock, the windows, or making a pattern using the outside lights, etc. Of course to be admired by those on the main classroom quad if they were to look up. Or those in airplanes on their final approach to land (the airport was like 2 miles away tops as a crow airplane flies)…
As a PS once there was a classified ad in the student paper that said something along the lines of “Attention all kite flyers. Keep your craft out of the fight pattern XXX or they will be shot down.” I guess our kites invaded their air space. None of said decorations though were ever in danger of bringing down an airplane.
I’m the rat. I see a way to profit, even if it screws everyone else, I’m on it like a rat on chee—I mean brains. I’m the brains. Just look at my face. Now that’s a face you can trust. Especially when things go wrong, you can count on me to have plan. (mwahaha)
Quality Control, worst-case-scenarist, worrier-in-chief. I’d be the one troubleshooting every aspect of the plan, pointing out flaws, what-ifs, dangerosos, snafus and perimenopauses.
I’d be the guy behind a laptop pretending to hack into mainframes while actually playing dwarf fortress. Then pull up a floor plan that I had googled for earlier that day
I would be in charge of the soundtrack.
Figuring out how to open the door without breaking anything… hanging out with an engineering “gang” in college, lets just say…um… allegedly we were behind a number of sophisticated pranks that included getting into the bell tower without using the key I had the right to check out. You know. For the challenge.
The bell tower well because it was the highest point on campus and was the site of a number of pranks like attaching things to the clock, the windows, or making a pattern using the outside lights, etc. Of course to be admired by those on the main classroom quad if they were to look up. Or those in airplanes on their final approach to land (the airport was like 2 miles away tops as a
crowairplane flies)…As a PS once there was a classified ad in the student paper that said something along the lines of “Attention all kite flyers. Keep your craft out of the fight pattern XXX or they will be shot down.” I guess our kites invaded their air space. None of said decorations though were ever in danger of bringing down an airplane.
Being an upstanding citizen I would never engage in such nefarious and illegal activities.
I’d be in charge of snacks!
The complainer. No, the realist. Whatever! We will get caught in the morning.
So this one time in band camp I broke in… Oh if if IF - getaway driver.
I would like to be the getaway car. Vroom, vroom.
I’d be the Fondoodler!
@rtjhnstn well, we have a winner. May the trophy fall on your head.
@rtjhnstn I’d be the funcooker
I’m the rat. I see a way to profit, even if it screws everyone else, I’m on it like a rat on chee—I mean brains. I’m the brains. Just look at my face. Now that’s a face you can trust. Especially when things go wrong, you can count on me to have plan. (mwahaha)
@simplersimon As my grandmother said of Nixon, “But he had such an honest face” LOL
I’d be the guy in charge of stealing the rug.
@mfladd That’s messed up. The rug really tied the room together.
Comic Relief?
/8ball Are we going to get caught?
As I see it, yes
Thanks for including craft services. Can’t heist on an empty stomach.
Watcher…
Not lookout.
I just like to watch other people work. Especially if I can kibbitz.
(I really should have a government job.)
Quality Control, worst-case-scenarist, worrier-in-chief. I’d be the one troubleshooting every aspect of the plan, pointing out flaws, what-ifs, dangerosos, snafus and perimenopauses.
Meh forum checker
Or, Meh copy writer.
Sex appeal? Oh yes!
@TheCO2 omg, i wish I could un-see that!!
@tinamarie1974 I think it’s my new favorite gif. I was looking for a gif of Fat Bastard, but when I found this, I couldn’t stop laughing.
Somebody has to be the bumbling comic relief, now I can do that…fit the bill perfectly.
My job is to recruit no fingerprint @LaViking to the crew.
Wildcard!
I’d be in charge of the fidget spinners. I know how to handle fidget spinners.
I’d be the guy behind a laptop pretending to hack into mainframes while actually playing dwarf fortress. Then pull up a floor plan that I had googled for earlier that day
Double-crossing rat with sex appeal
/youtube wild card bitches