A prank. Edited for bandwidth.

So I got home from a very short time at work (turns out I'm not even supposed to come in until an hour from... now) last night, when I got back to the dorm, I found this outside.

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Now who would throw out a perfectly good Winnie the Pooh beanbag plushie thing, massive as he is, and put him in a chair for the garbage men to haul off? That's no way to treat a comically oversized toy.

So, I got to my room, changed, and had an idea. A terrible, horrible, awful idea. I ran back out with my camera, snapped some pics, and set up a surprise.

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Let's see how it turns out.

Penguin wrote:

pics eighty bazillion pixels wide

OW MY CONNECTION

You know why they would throw that out? Because it's all saggy and weird-looking. Seriously, that's a little disturbing, in a way.

It's hard to tell in the pic, but do you have Pooh sitting on the toilet?

PROTIP: Have him holding a newspaper.

Hilarious.

You should write a sit-com.

...I don't understand...

Seule wrote:

...I don't understand...

It's quite intricate. Y'see, yesterday, there wasn't a giant, deformed Pooh-bean bag on the toilet and today, surprise surprise, there is. It's shocking, it's daring, it's avant-garde and it's such a fine example of wit. I mean, doesn't it just make you want to laugh out loud and roll over the floor with laughter?
(Clue: your answer should be two letters and start with an N.)

Ni.

icky icky icky ptaaang

more like "pooh"p amirite u guise

There's a thing you can do with pictures, I don't know if you know, but it's called "Resize". I, I can't even tell what the "prank" is supposed to be. Who's the target for this "prank"? Why did you put this here? Why are you even telling us?

I was in a rush. I was trying to get this thrown out before work. Doesn't seem to have worked out so well.

Basically, all of this took place while my roommate was asleep. We're on different shifts, so when he got up a few hours later, first he thought he'd walked in on someone. He started to mutter "Oh, sorry" and close the door before he realized it was a deformed Pooh on the toilet.

So he tossed it out in the kitchen, got ready for work, and left. Meanwhile, I got up, stuffed Pooh in my closet, and cleaned up all the little styrofoam pellets it'd left behind. (Yeah, that's why it got thrown out in the first place, I'm guessing.)

When I finally saw my roommate again, he was questioning his sanity. So after a minute or two of "I don't know what you're talking about" and some more freaking out, I finally told him it was in the closet.

Pooh was doing a pooh.

Now isn't that just the epitomy of wit?

He should have had a newspaper.

And you're right, why somebody would throw out something like that is beyond me. Some people just can't bring themselves to give anything to charity when there's a perfectly functional landfill twenty miles away.

And the Airman's Attic is just a block away.