I played a jolly good joke on my old friend who's name is Olaf too also.
I waited until I had to go to the bathroom really bad and then I went over to Olaf...not me...the other Olaf and I poop through kids playdooh stars and squares and go over all his back porch.
During night I flash light back & forth through the window and Olaf, the other one, he turn light on and there funny-shaped shit all over back porch.
The next day I ask the other Olaf, what was all the lights on over his way?
He said he didn't know but there was some weird shit going down.
-Olaf Forver
