My friend won't stop T-Pying my house, so I take what is most precious to him.

This took place over a decade ago, but I needed to share it. Growing up, my friends were all

about T-Pying houses. This involves throwing toilet paper over the house, bushes, trees,

all over the place. Although we thought this was fun, even at the house, bushes, trees, all over the place.

Although we thought this was fun, even at the age of 16, we knew that there were limitations

as to how often you should do this, because even though the joke is on the friend, the parents

are the ones dealing with the mess. So we had a rule. One person can get T-Ped once a summer. No exceptions. If you were caught,

you were required to pick it up. That being said, there was one friend who didn't respect the

rule. For an entire summer, my parents' house was T-Ped literally every weekend, without fail.

I didn't know who was doing it or who to trust,

until I came home late one night, to see my buddy's brother, we'll call him Idiot from here on out,

driving off in his car flipping me the bird. After I called him out on it, he openly and happily

admitted that he was the culprit of the summer's mystery T-Ping.

Idiot did not like me, and I did not like him. He stole my ex-girlfriend. He'd shoot me with a

paintball gun when I rolled up to his parents' house. He thought smacking someone in the nads was a good

time. Put simply, he was a jerk in every sense of the word. And Idiot had one thing

he loved more than anything, even more than dangling his eggplant on your face while you slept.

His obsession was his red 1998 Ford SVT Cobra Mustang. This car was his baby and his obsession. If he wasn't busy degrading someone's

existence, he was in the garage spending his parents' money on his car. When he admitted to pounding

my house with TP, he was happy to announce he was doing it to my best friend's house regularly

as well. We'll call this friend BFF. BFF and I ended up telling our

parents about it because they are friends. When my dad found out he handed me his Costco card

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