i cant even look at a whistle any more

last night a friend of mine (who i’m sharing a hotel room with at the moment) suggested i get a bit of tin whistle practice while studying for an exam. i had been playing for about ten minutes when he put my digital camera down on front of me, with a picture of him with my Q1 shoved up his nose on the display.

i cant even look at the whistle now. i cant even touch it.
has anyone any advice? I’d mostly just like to hear interesting ideas for getting him back.

ps. he assures me he cleaned it out thouroughly before i played it but thats not really the point. I have the photos which i will try to post tonight. they’re kinda funny if your not me.

I feel for ya…in your stressed out state…trying to prepare for exams…if I think if something good…I’ll write back. My hubby said that you should be thankful he didn’t put it anywhere else on his body…euuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!

Good luck with your revenge!!

Nancy

Oh my goodness, that is nasty… :astonished: but you’re right, kind of funny (if you’re not you)…and it SO reminds me of that commercial! You know, that one where the guy is brushing his teeth and he suddenly gets a picture on his cell phone, sent by his friend, of his tooth brush in the dog’s mouth. Later, he gets his friend back by sending him a pic of the bowl of supposed guacamole he’s eating out of right then, that his friend supposedly had barfed in. I think it’s so disgusting but my husband laughs and laughs every time he sees that commercial. :roll:

I’m sorry for you and I wish I had some good ideas to help you get your revenge!

Send back a pic of your friend with your Q1 plunged into his heart. :smiling_imp:

Not literally, of course; do some computer tweaking for that.

Take a generation high G, stuff some earplugs in your ears, walk right up behind him, put the whistle next to his ear, and blow HARD.

Have you seen that digicam commercial where someone shaves one eyebrow on a guy, takes a digiphoto of him, then prints a bunch of copies of the photo and hangs them all through the room of a party he attends? That might work! I like Telegram Sam’s idea of the Generation G. You could also put some Nair (hair remnoval that women use for legs) in his shampoo bottle–that’s an old trick but a classic.

Good luck with your revenge!

[Does Dr. Evil laugh, puts pinky upside mouth]

Oh, screw subtlety. Kick his ass.

Ooh! Ooh! Powdered sugar on his bedsheets! He won’t feel it, and they’ll be stuck to him in the morning. :smiling_imp:

How about brownies frosted with Ex-Lax?

Dip your hand in water then walk up behind him, go “ACHOO” and flip the water from you hand on the back of his head.

Put an add in the paper for him…“Single male seeks same, call…”

Dip grapes in alum (sp?). Make sure you have a camera ready to snap the shot as the eat it. Do not try this on anyone with a heart condition.

Sometimes a letter, using the IRS letterhead, might have an interesting impact.

At a recent party I took a break from the session and went upstairs to take a leak (can you guess what is coming?). As the ‘job was completed’ and the relevent apparatus was being stowed my much loved generation slipped from my pocket and into the (un-flushed) bowl. :astonished:

After a good swill under the tap it was back downstairs and on with the session. Needless to say I did not share news of my misfortune with my fellow musicians :blush: .

If you love you whistle nothing will stop you putting it in your mouth!
:laughing:

I have taken the liberty of composing a little ditty:

Lament for the drowned whistle
or…Whatever tune I try and play, all I get is ‘The smell of the bog’

Come all you whistlin’ gents,
And hear the sad events,
That have caused me such torments
With their outcomes so adverse.

At the session we was drinkin’
An amid the bottles clinkin’
My mind soon turned to thinkin,
That me bladder soon would burst.

As I went to find relief,
I was set on being brief,
Never thought I’d come to grief,
Never thought I might be cursed.

As I swaggered from my tipple,
Alas amidst the fetid ripples,
Fell my dear and faithful fipple,
And was dreadfully immersed.

So when retiring to the ‘closet’,
To make a small deposit,
Take your whistle from your pocket,
And stow her safely first.

But despite my consternation,
I give thanks to constipation,
That my precious Generation,
Doesn’t taste a darn sight worse.

:wink:

I like the idea of posting a personal ad for him, that allows a lot of room for creativity…MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! :smiling_imp:

This is the kind of thread where the “good, kindhearted” peopleof CF show their TRUE side! :laughing:

Next time he takes a nap, put his hand in a glass of warm water. This will make ANYONE wet themself, regardless of how old they are. :smiling_imp:

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Go to the store, get a couple of fish, and a plastic plate. Place the fish in the plate, and place the plate under the seat of his car.

Sam-- is that really true?

Since you can’t bring yourself to play the whistle anyway, I say you put it back in his nose. Just insert it a bit farther (6 or 8 inches ought to do the trick). Then you can grab his wallet and pull out the money you’ll need to replace the whistle.

Or at least tell him that’s what you’re going to do…

:devil:

Steven

Heck, I notice someone with a stunt similar to what I had in mind. Get some powdered shark cartilege (available in health food section). It STINKS. I’d recommend putting it somewhere in his bedroom. Walk in and say “What on EARTH have you been doing in here?”.

I am assuming this joker has a toothbrush right? . . .you know what to do!

Marko, hangin’s too good fer 'im. Thats true. If he’s got a car just put some tuna fish in his air-condition/heat vents. Get the kind packed in oil so it doesn’t dry out too fast. :devil: If he goes home for holiday break pack a pair of his shoes with ground beef and put them in the back of his closet. You could put either one just inside the heat ducts in his bedroom. He’d probably go nuts trying to find out from whence the stench came! :moreevil: