Saturday, November 27, 2004

Make things right.
Mess up my yearbook grad photo will ya? Time for the second mission.

The Info:
I've been informed by a friend of mine (the one excluded from the grad section of the yearbook) that at 6:15am every wednesday morning, there are several crates left unattended in front of the cafeteria delivery doors. Each in crate, there are approximately 12 cartons of Parlour Ice Cream Milkshakes. At this time in the morning, there is only one janitor on duty. His job is to bring the crates in. Unfortunately for him, he has a disabled arm and each crate requires two hands in order to lift. The cafeteria doors are monitored by one surveillance camera which is directly above the doors. Nobody else is in the school except for the janitor. Before dragging the delivery in side, the janitor must first open all doors in the school, leaving the crates of milkshakes vulnerable. This information was aquired with the sacrifice of my friends sleep. Poor dude can only get a ride to school that early.

The Heist:
My friend and I will meet at the front of the school just off the property. Another friend will me us there and will have an escape vehicle closeby. Since we don't usually wear such ridiculous clothing, we will use borrowed hip-hop gear as our disguise. We will wait until the janitor goes upstairs then proceed to the cafeteria doors. The owner of the escape vehicle will stay behind and keep an eye for the janitor. He will alert us via cellphone if the janitor closes in on us. In emergency situations, he will then have to distract the janitor. If we come in from the right side, we can sneak under the cameras view and block it out with silly string or a sticker. After doing so, we will move the crates to the front of the school just off school propety ready to be picked up by the accomplice with his vehicle. The crate will then be delivered to a nearby safehouse (my house) ready to be divided and consumed.

You wonder why milkshakes?
1) A percentage of the money made selling milkshakes goes towards the funding of the yearbook.
2) They are fucking tasty. Those fuckers made yet another big mistake.

I would normally feel bad and guilty about doing something like this. My conscience would've kicked in. But where was my conscience when I fucked up the the chief editors car? Yeah, I did it. At first it was only a threat but then I thought he can't get away with such fucking stupidity so easily. Bye bye Lexus!

Will I be caught? No. I can guarantee it. Theres a whole school against the yearbook commitee and they've been taking action before me. Mass food wars against the committee in the caf, hate mail/emails, even physical attacks on the yearbook kids. Honestly, these assholes made TOO many mistakes. It delights me to see the school coming together like this. I'm proud of them. I'm not even a student there anymore. I just want to make things right.

There is no such thing as going too far when you get screwed like I have.

...and I'm just getting started.

- enin -
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