Wednesday, February 07, 2007

We got iced

Last night the Shaker made taffy... and a few of the girls from 709 decided that they wanted some. So they went over and grabbed a few handfuls off of the porch where it was cooling and left because they were all busy and didn't have time to be social.

Around midnight Amber and Sarah called up the stairs, "girls, we have visitors." The entire Saltshaker was in our front yard with shovels and garbage cans. They proceeded to move all of the snow from the yard and piled it in front of the front door, the back door, Ash's door, and the basement door. We managed to get one bucket of water thrown before resistance became futile. All we could do was watch out the windows as more and more snow got dumped at our doors. Then they brought out buckets of water and poured it on the piles.

So after they had finished and our yard was a mess and we were completely snowed in; they gave three cheers (hip, hip- hooray) and drove off into the sunset singing "Goodnight Ladies." Ok, maybe not the sunset part- it was after midnight. Then we had to find our shovels and dig ourselves out. It was a late night and really cold to be shoveling snow at 1am.

Our poor neighbors.


It gets funnier the more I think about it. All that for a few handfuls of taffy.

5 comments:

Luke said...

Yeah, it's always fun to devise a punishment that's 10x worse than the crime. :-)

Matthew said...

And there might be a lesson in there about forgiveness or something like that.

Janelle said...

hip-hip, HOORAY!

BTW, I heard about the piano on your roof from a non-apostolic co-worker here in AZ. 'Uh, yeah. . .good story, those were my roommates. . .'

Heidi said...

Lol....great story!!

You know, we never did get any pay back for the "crime" we committed at 2am this summer. :)

Anonymous said...

Alright Shaker! You guys rock! It's good to hear everything's still running smoothly with one man down.

Jenny, thanks for the story. It's always good to hear a tale of maidens in distress. Especially when my bros are causing the distress. (smirk)