This right here is a nightmare scenario.
Not because Leclerc is famous or anything, but because people ringing your doorbell is the worst.
You’ve been warned.
Now obviously having an address leak is brutal, this is for famous people only.
We can’t relate to that.
Imagine just trying to watch some mind-numbing TV and dealing with people showing up?
Imagine how you act when someone rings your doorbell to sell you like a bug exterminating process.
The only people who are allowed to ring the doorbell are:
1.
Amazon delivery guy
2.
Food delivery person
3.
Could it be your pal down the road?
Could it be a couple of pals organizing a backyard baseball game?
Maybe something really exciting that you never knew before.
There was a feeling we’ll never get from that.
But it also got me thinking.
Ding, dong, ditch.
That’s all I can think about when I see someone saying ‘hey stop ringing my bell.’
That means one thing and one thing only.
Take a trip down memory lane and discuss the best childhood pranks.
To me there’s a clear top-3.
Egging a house
you might bond with anyone over this moment.
Get a dozen eggs, find the right house and launch angle and then it happens.
The one kid with the rocket arm who might launch an egg a little too hard.
You fear of a broken window and then take off.
But everyone egged at least one house in their life.
Prank phone calls
A classic.
The old *67 trick.
Back in the days when you could hide the number or people likely didn’t have a phone ID.
Could probably do a whole blog on house phones.
That ring is forever burned into my memory.
But it didn’t matter what you said, a quality prank phone call always brought out the laughs.
That’s how you win over the boys when you’re 11 or 12.
Ding, dong, ditch
The ultimate one.
The most classic one.
Now there was always a risk of being caught which added to it.
But all you really had to worry about was out-running your slower friends.
Being fast as a kid fucking ruled and it paid off here.
Others
There were others suggested.
Obviously TP’ing a house - but that’s just the JV version of egging a house.
Throwing shit is fun as a kid.
I don’t know how else to describe it.
Hell, it’s still fun as a damn near 36-year old father of 2.
Do something stupid, we laugh.
Give us a competition, we’re hooked.
Throwing shit falls into both.
I would lose my mind if I ever picked up a poo dollar.
Bathroom pranks, not for me, but I get it.
Another classic that is peak 90s.
Do people even have that water hose anymore?
Do people even have scotch tape anymore?
Nothing like seeing someone get blasted with some water by the sink.
