ShinZero wrote...
In college, my roommate did something very...unorthodox. He learned of my fear for revenants--or rather, the undead, a few weeks prior to April Fools.
He went so far out of his way, even taking out a loan for the damage that would soon follow, to get me. He paid a couple of friends, dressed them, painted them, and trained them to act and sound like zombies. He then told them to wait for me to wake up early in the morning.
They broke down the door savagely and limped towards me. In a panic, I ran and jumped out the first floor window to escape. I was on campus...naked. My friend and many, many people shouted "April Fools!" as they if they were waiting for me to show up. My friend later replaced the top of my deodorant with cream cheese.
I suddenly have the urge to find him and dig a scalpel into his ear.
Wow, I would like to shake your Roommate's hand.
And then pat your back...