Pranks

I suppose it is a staple of life anytime a group of men is housed together. One should expect some degree of practical joking. In minor seminary, it was more common. Oreo cookies were occasionally doctored so that the original creme was replaced with tooth paste. Doors were removed from hinges, rooms were filled with balloons, humidifiers were left next to open windows, and stuffed pheasants roamed from one room to another.

Well, the joke was on me tonight. I was in the rec room enjoying a community party while some of my brothers were toting a statue around the seminary. It ended up in my bed wrapped in an afghan made by an acquaintance. It looked quite peaceful, and I hated to wake it up, but I wasn't about to sleep on the floor. So, the statue is currently standing in the middle of my room waiting until a truly clever idea occurs to me. Thus, the cycles continues.

PS. Bragging rights to the non-seminarian who can guess which statue was hiding in my bed.