Follies Head Writers Get Punk'd 2008

Last year as Assistant Head Writers we unwittingly created a new Follies tradition, which involved kidnapping the Head Writers and making them do a crazy drinking activity. I say unwittingly because we were told by second year writer Ahin that this was a tradition. when it in fact was not. However, this activity immediately entered the annals of Follies myth and was passed along to this year's first years by some scheming second year writer as yet unnamed.

Last year Ahin invited the Head Writers over for dinner and we barged in halfway through the dessert course. The chosen game was Edward Fortyhands, in which forties are taped to a person's hands until they finish them. We also recorded a commemorative song for the occasion (one that was too obscene to make the actual show) and played it on repeat in the basement where we banished Niels and Julie until they finished their Old E's. Good times.

So I should have been suspicious when I received a similar dinner invite this year. In my oblivious naivete, however, I did not see this one coming. When loud bangs came at the door and the first year writers busted in on our dinner with multiple 30-packs of Miller Lite, I was totally shocked (and a little frightened). This year's festivities involved playing Wizards, in which a person must tape their empty beer can to the bottom of their full one until they have created a staff as tall as their height. Good thing I'm 5'1".

The entire evening was unforgettable, hilarious, and a fitting end to an incredible year of Follies mayhem.

I'm off to Wharton Beach Week in Miami tomorrow morning so expect a report next week on what promises to be total insanity. I handed in my thesis today, so that leaves only my Modern Architecture final next week before I am DONE DONE DONE! Graduation, here I come...