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This took two weeks to plan and carry out. Some of you know Finn, my psych prof from undergrad that's friends with me and other alum from my graduating class.
Now, all semester, I've been playing small jokes on him. Leaving little Homies in random spots--in his Jeep, in his office, in classrooms where he'd be teaching. I also nailed him with a Homie Bobblehead. The little homies you can also get from the quarter vending machines outside of grocery stores, it's how we originally discovered them.
Anyway. Finn is a damn good clinical psychologist with a dry sense of humor. So good, in fact, that he couldn't be gotten with a practical joke--he'd see it coming. I talked to a senior psych student who is a friend of mine. We managed to get the class roster for Finn's larger stats class and find out when the final would be (9AM on Wed, Dec 17). All the other psych profs and the department secretary knew about this--they wanted Finn to be gotten.
I went out and purchased 36 homies. The senior contacted one of the sophomores in the stats class. Said sophomore knew about homies (apparently finn had given her one). Sophomore took the 36 homies and distributed them to the rest of the class during the review session (Where finn was not present). Instructions were to place your homies on Finn's desk when you hand in your exam and leave the room without saying a word.
And they did.
Except Finn's exam was a killer and took forever, except for the first six smart people. They left their homies and kept silent. Finn just raised an eyebrow (typical Finn straight face reaction).
Then he had to leave to administer another exam. When he came back, the rest of the class had handed in their exams...and homies. Thirty six of them piled up on his desk.
Finn managed to corner the sophomore we had in on it. He said, "Did you plan this with Barbara?" (Barbara being the dept secretary).
Student, "No. I had nothing to do with it."
Finn, "Who knew?"
Student, "The whole department."
By this time, Finn has completely broken the control of his straight-face.
WE GOT HIM! BWAHAHAHA!
Then he said, "Well, when I find out who did this, I'll kill them."
...but he has to find me first. He and his Homie Village.
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I've never seen those before. Of course, having kids I usually plan my trip around not walking past the quarter vendors.
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Both of my boys love those little things. Why? They each have their own little collection. I just don't get it.
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mack, if I can figure out where to buy these critters around here (they MUST sell them in L.A.!), I'd be more than willing to partake in your little conspiracy. I can easily manage Los Angeles and Culver City postmarks.
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Crud. I had never heard of Homies until you posted this, Mack. Now I have three, and I'll never be able to have any quarters ever again. (and here it takes 2 quarters) I'll be lurking in the exit foyer of the grocery store. Posts: 1379 | Registered: Feb 2002
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I will have to find someone appropriate to send these to in Marshall County (my home county), where everyone is white. Not someone too violently racist, but someone who is just ignorantly so and doesn't really think about it. We'll see how they react.
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He and his Homie Village.
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