A year after I graduated high school I was back home for summer break and there was a group of Seniors (high school not citizens) who had come across a couch, a toilet and an ottoman, and were driving around and placing them in people’s yards or driveways or where ever they felt like. It was like TPing but with out the mess; and with much more inconvenience.
My mom is a high school teacher so, unsurprisingly, we woke up one morning to find the couch in our driveway, with a note saying that it would be $1 to remove, $5 for immunity and $10 for immunity and the honor of picking the next target. Instead of that we decided to handle it ourselves.
I’m going to be intentionally vague here but there was an employee in the school district that my sister my brother and I all had contact with. And who was strongly disliked by all of us. So that night we, with the help of my cousin Patrick, we loaded the couch into our truck and drove to his house. One of the best thing about small towns is that you know where pretty much everyone lives.
I pulled up to the curb the other three jumped out and off loaded the couch in less than a minute we were headed back home laughing at our cleverness. We got home and told my mom, who was no big fan of this person either, and she said, “Oh, you know where his new house is right?”
No. No we did not. We put the couch in a stranger’s driveway. We went to remove it the next day, and apologize but it turned out, thanks again to small towns, that the Seniors had already removed it. The family who lived there and two kids at the high school, so they already knew about it.
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