From E~
As school is coming to a close (only a month left), and tests and projects are piling up my roommate and I decided to play a small little April Fools' joke on a favorite professor of ours. Let's just say that our professor is a sarcastic male, is not a big fan of pink (or any bright color for that matter), and has been used by another favorite female professor as an example for not liking hugs (it's an inside joke that would be hard to explain on here, sorry). Anyway, my roommate and I recruited two other female friends and decided to "decorate" his office/hallway for AFD. We collected hot pink and pink camo wrapping paper, pink balloons and streamers, and made signs to put up everywhere. Luckily, the security guards know and trust us because they didn't seem at all bothered when they caught us decorating after hours in the science building. Actually, they just laughed and told us to have a good night. Well two hours later, after a fellow classmate came to witness the mischief taking place, we were finished with the pinkness. We had a lot of fun and took several pictures that night.
The story doesn't stop there, however. Early the next morning, I received text messages from
several friends asking if I had anything to do with the professor's door. I claimed ignorance and also that I was still in bed, which placated a few but others had already known of my plans and congratulated me and my band of mischief makers for doing a wonderful job. As I came into the building that morning, I went to peruse our handiwork acting as if this was the first time I had seen it. It worked. The professor asked me a few questions about it, and I feigned ignorance again. Though I did show my amusement as had many other students, teachers, and staff members (several took pictures and one professor actually hugged the victim). The day went on without the four culprits being caught until 5pm that night.I was preparing to go with a club I am part of to do some service work when the victim 
asked me to come look at one piece of the decorations. He pointed to an 'E' within an acronym JECA and told me that it was my name. (Truthfully it was, it was the first initial of all the culprits' names- just to help him out). I tried to feign ignorance again, but the coop was up. Apparently, the witness to our mischief the night before was offered extra points if he gave up the culprits. He did, and after cornered, one of our crew confirmed his answer.
asked me to come look at one piece of the decorations. He pointed to an 'E' within an acronym JECA and told me that it was my name. (Truthfully it was, it was the first initial of all the culprits' names- just to help him out). I tried to feign ignorance again, but the coop was up. Apparently, the witness to our mischief the night before was offered extra points if he gave up the culprits. He did, and after cornered, one of our crew confirmed his answer. Luckily, our professor wasn't angry, but actually enjoyed the attention
because no other professor and a joke played on them that day. He kept the balloons to pop when he was frustrated, the heart cut-out labeled "what's missing", a sarcastic hug sign, and finally edited another sign and gave it to the female professor who nurtured our mischievious side. (Sign originally read: "Hug Department: Always Open" and was changed to "Hug Department: Closed due to bankruptcy"). Everyone got a kick out of the joke and it was a great stress reliever for those involved. I think we did a pretty good job!
