June 2010
1 post
When I get your Sunday paper I open the paper up and hide the funnies.
April 2010
2 posts
I throw all my trash on in your front yard.
I place your chocolate eggs in the sun so they get all mushy.
March 2010
3 posts
I hide your coupons until they expire.
I email your secret family chili recipe to all your friends.
I sell all your belongings on eBay while you’re away.
January 2010
5 posts
I make your guitar out of tune.
I delete your status on all your video games.
I keep singing the same song for a long period of time.
I by you cherry Twizzlers instead of strawberry flavor.
I move my jacket zipper up and down to annoy you.
October 2009
5 posts
2 tags
I take all the vowels out of their Scrabble®.
I take out their seasoning packet in their ramen.
3 tags
I call their generic ibuprofen Advil.
1 tag
I combine their colored LEGO bricks.
3 tags
I spit in their flask.
September 2009
3 posts
I take the nuts out of their crunchy peanut butter.
3 tags
I fill their shoes with creamed corn.
I rip their nose hairs off.
August 2009
7 posts
I brake their new crayons in half.
I take out their TV remote batteries.
I flick their earlobes.
When they talk to me, I reply, “Do you want fries with that?”
I lick their Oreo middles and put them back in the package.
I bring them Pepsi when the ask for Coca-Cola.
I wash my new blue jeans with their light-colored clothes.
July 2009
22 posts
I loosen the tops of their salt and pepper shakers.
I change all their car radio presets.
I give their phone number to telemarketers.
I brake when they’re about to take a drink.
I slurp my soup in their ear.
I make them eat their entrée with a salad fork.
I return their rental car with no gas.
I braid their hair and call them “Shirley”.
I shoot my straw wrappers at their faces.
I scribble in their Moleskines.
I punch them in their noses.
I set their alarm clocks two hours later.
I quack in their faces very loudly.
I pinch their cheeks and call them “cutie-pie”.
I draw mustaches on them with sharpies.
I shave off their left eyebrow when they’re napping.
I tie their shoes together.
I put their toilet paper on backwards.
I call their moms and tell them that they’ve been real bad.
I tickle their feet.
I sew up their pockets.
I play with their hair.