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Quite some time ago, my roommate decided it would be a good idea to play a prank on me. He wrapped my entire car in plastic wrap. You know, the stuff that you use to keep food fresh, but it pretty much sticks to, well, itself and not much else.
It was a good prank, I saw it and laughed quite a bit. I was impressed, as the entire thing was covered, front to back, top to bottom, in plastic wrap. It was sealed water-tight. I figured he had the help of one of our friends and that it took no more than 15 minutes and one roll of your common, store bought variety saran wrap to accomplish such a feat.
I have this thing, however, about disproportionate retaliation. I can not just let him get away with such a prank, thinking that there will be no consequences. This incident occurred about 5 or 6 months ago, just long enough to let him completely forget that I owe him. It just so happens that he went out of town for about a week for new years, and I had taken a fair bit of time off of work. With the house empty, and me having far too much time on my hands, the following ensued...
First, I suppose I should show you what his room looked like before boredom and an innate desire to be a dick took hold of me. Apologies in advance for the crappiness of some of the photos.
The bathroom, obviously. Nice, clean, elegant. Not bad for a guy in his 20's.
His desk and bed. I decided to get the industrial sized packages of plastic wrap because there's more in them and I'm cheap. 
If my math doesn't totally suck, that's about 7ooo square feet of plastic wrap. 
A detailed shot of the shelf above his desk
More of the bathroom. He has the master, by the way. Again, I'd rather pay less because I'm a cheap bastard. 
A night stand and shell of a motorcycle helmet that will, apparently, one day, be painted. 
As you can see here, the keyboard has already been wrapped. There was a jar full of these pens and pencils on the shelf above his desk. Naturally, I figured each one had to be individually wrapped. 
His television and lovely shelf below it with miscellaneous items resting on it. All in all, it's a nice room. Or at least, it was. Then I got bored and lonely, and this happened....
