My grade school had a message board for the week's lunch schedule. Sort of like this:
The letters had prongs on the back so you could place them wherever you wanted. The cafeteria doubled as the gymnasium, so during basketball practice (4th grade) we'd sometimes rearrange the letters to something funny. So instead of TUESDAY : TACOS, we'd borrow from the other day's letters and make it say TUESDAY : FARTS.
Harmless fun - until I stepped it up a notch and used the letters to write MRS B HAS A STINKY CUNT.
There were 3 different practices during the evening, so the school officials didn't know exactly which team did it - but they figured it came from one of the boy's squads. My entire team knew I did it - but nobody ratted me out. The coach made us run 5 sets of suicides "Just in case it was one of you guys". I felt kind of bad for that, but they were threatening expulsion so I was freaking out a bit.
About a month later I did it one better. Instead of making up obvious words I just changed the scheduled meals. So if Monday through Friday was Burgers, Pizza, Chicken, Grilled Cheese, Tacos I swapped it to Burgers, Pizza, Tacos, Grilled Cheese, Chicken. The cooks never paid any mind to the door schedule, so the next day (Wednesday) they were serving Chicken like their original schedule said but all the kids in the school were pissed they weren't getting Tacos. It was pretty fucking funny.
The next week they put a locked plexiglass door over the schedule so we couldn't fuck with it.
The letters had prongs on the back so you could place them wherever you wanted. The cafeteria doubled as the gymnasium, so during basketball practice (4th grade) we'd sometimes rearrange the letters to something funny. So instead of TUESDAY : TACOS, we'd borrow from the other day's letters and make it say TUESDAY : FARTS.
Harmless fun - until I stepped it up a notch and used the letters to write MRS B HAS A STINKY CUNT.
There were 3 different practices during the evening, so the school officials didn't know exactly which team did it - but they figured it came from one of the boy's squads. My entire team knew I did it - but nobody ratted me out. The coach made us run 5 sets of suicides "Just in case it was one of you guys". I felt kind of bad for that, but they were threatening expulsion so I was freaking out a bit.
About a month later I did it one better. Instead of making up obvious words I just changed the scheduled meals. So if Monday through Friday was Burgers, Pizza, Chicken, Grilled Cheese, Tacos I swapped it to Burgers, Pizza, Tacos, Grilled Cheese, Chicken. The cooks never paid any mind to the door schedule, so the next day (Wednesday) they were serving Chicken like their original schedule said but all the kids in the school were pissed they weren't getting Tacos. It was pretty fucking funny.
The next week they put a locked plexiglass door over the schedule so we couldn't fuck with it.
