I don't know what my problem is but i love houses that are toilet papered.....well the way they look. I am sure that the people that have to clean it up don't usually like it, i also enjoy that as well. But just so you all know, I am not the one who is the t.p.-er. I am far too afraid. Once {bffe} and I went, sorry mom, and I was so bad that I got caught, sorry dad. I was hiding and got up too fast as they were driving past and they saw me, backed up and asked how long it took me. I went for the "playing dumb" route, have I told you I am bad at lying? I then proceeded to say that I had lost my bracelet whilst walking by swinging my joyful hands. He didn't believe and asked if I needed help, I said no and he drove on. Then I ran and hid in a better spot in someone's backyard and watched him walk by. That moment rid me of all my wants to be adventurous.
Anyways, I woke up one morning and saw not toilet paper strewn across the yard, but silly string? no no it was yarn. someone had YARNED our yard. GENIUS!! who inhabited this idea and made it a reality? It was great. It was all over and I felt like I was in a spy movie trying to not touch them as I squeezed by to get to my car (R.I.P.), don't ask. In the end I took it upon myself to document this brilliance. please enjoy.
