It was about 9 or 10 years ago, toward the end of my senior year. I shouldn't really post this on a public forum but I'm going to do it anyways, against my better judgement. Mods, sorry if this is inappropriate, please don't suspend me. Just send me a message, and I'll edit to make it a little less explicit.
To cut to the chase, 3 of my friends and I spray-painted about a 35 foot long penis on a white-colored brick wall of the high school that faced the street. We basically took every precaution possible. We went out of the city to a town about an hour away, split up, and each bought one can of black spray paint at a different store (so no clerk would remember seeing 4 kids buying 4 cans of black spray paint at once). We then each bought a pair of rain boots, a pair of cheap jeans, a long-sleeve black t-shirt, a black bandana, and a black skull cap at different stores around town, so we could cover every part of our bodies. At around 3 in the morning, after dressing up and putting on latex gloves, we went out to my garage and got my dad's extension ladder. My dad was watching TV, heard us, and came outside; he saw us covered in black long sleeves with gloves, holding his ladder, and just said, "I won't ask, you don't tell me," then went back inside. We took my sister's car (who was visiting from college 4 hours away, and had left her keys on the kitchen counter) and parked behind a library next to the school where we knew there were no security cameras. We walked around to the wall, set up the ladder, and took turns spraying different parts of our design. Each of us sprayed some of it, so no one person would have any more reason to rat the rest out than anyone else. It took about 10-12 minutes, and let me tell you, it was massive. We are talking 35 feet long, and 10 feet thick, with some decent detail (we had drawn the exact design we were going to use on paper earlier). We went back to the car, wiped the ladder down, and stripped down to athletic shorts that we had on underneath, and put all of the clothes we had bought into black trash bags, boots and all, as well as the paint cans. We went back to my house, put my dad's ladder back, took our gloves off, and stayed the night there.
The next day was the very last day of finals, and we were exempt because we hadn't missed much class and had A's. So we got up around 8 and drove by the school. They had cops EVERYWHERE, and I mean everywhere. You would think somebody had been murdered. It took them a couple of hours to get somebody out there to paint over it, so the whole school and anyone driving to work got a nice view. It made the 10 o'clock news that night as well. Apparently there were either no cameras covering the area or they were turned off, because no footage ever surfaced. Anyways later in the day, we burned all of the boots, caps, gloves, bandanas, jeans, etc. that we had bought and scooped the ashes back into trash bags wth the paint cans after they cooled off. We drove to a landfill about 45 minutes away, drove up, dropped them in, and left.
To this day, it is only us 4 and my dad that know who is responsible. He never even told my mom. We literally never spoke of it again.
Why all the precautions? Because the previous year when we were juniors, two seniors and one junior hotwired and stole the vice-principal's pickup truck out of his driveway. They actually unhinged the doors leading into the school lobby in the middle of the night, parked his truck inside the school, and put the doors back on. So when everyone walked into school the next day, there was a big truck in the middle of the hallway. It was funny, but they were caught on camera, and they were all charged with felonies and did jail time.
Mark_the_Lie
LMFAO 35 foot long dick! what a triumphant bast@rd!
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