THE VISION
Hi David -
We'd like to schedule the Mime for the morning of Wednesday, March 4th. Here are the details:
The unknowing suspect is Bobby Lattis. He lives (address redacted).
The plan is to meet co-conspirator, Mira Gupta, (copied), in the lobby of Bobby's apartment building at *7am*. Mira will lead the Mime up to Bobby's floor, at which point Mira will depart the scene of the crime. We'd like the Mime to wait by the elevator for Bobby - who leaves his apartment between *7:15-7:30am*. The Mime will push the elevator button for Bobby and ride it down to the lobby with him.
From there, the Mime will exit the building with a very confused Bobby and follow him to the train three blocks away. The Mime will ride the subway with Bobby, mimicking him all the way to his stop in Manhattan (the train may be crowded so the Mime should take caution not to lose his target). After they get off the train, the Mime follows Bobby to his office building a half block away. The Mime will try and enter Bobby's office building, but will get stopped by security. He waves a sad goodbye.
A few questions:
-Can the mime make and give Bobby balloon animals during the journey to work? Can he spell out "Bobby" with balloons?
Please let me know if this date works. I've also attached a few pictures of Bobby and one of Mira so the Mime knows who to look for.
Thank you for making our collective practical joke dream come true - and for seeing the humor in it.
Drew
We'd like to schedule the Mime for the morning of Wednesday, March 4th. Here are the details:
The unknowing suspect is Bobby Lattis. He lives (address redacted).
The plan is to meet co-conspirator, Mira Gupta, (copied), in the lobby of Bobby's apartment building at *7am*. Mira will lead the Mime up to Bobby's floor, at which point Mira will depart the scene of the crime. We'd like the Mime to wait by the elevator for Bobby - who leaves his apartment between *7:15-7:30am*. The Mime will push the elevator button for Bobby and ride it down to the lobby with him.
From there, the Mime will exit the building with a very confused Bobby and follow him to the train three blocks away. The Mime will ride the subway with Bobby, mimicking him all the way to his stop in Manhattan (the train may be crowded so the Mime should take caution not to lose his target). After they get off the train, the Mime follows Bobby to his office building a half block away. The Mime will try and enter Bobby's office building, but will get stopped by security. He waves a sad goodbye.
A few questions:
-Can the mime make and give Bobby balloon animals during the journey to work? Can he spell out "Bobby" with balloons?
Please let me know if this date works. I've also attached a few pictures of Bobby and one of Mira so the Mime knows who to look for.
Thank you for making our collective practical joke dream come true - and for seeing the humor in it.
Drew
MEET BOBBY
Bobby is an over zealous young fellow from Westchester. He has two brothers that look nothing like him which makes everyone think mommy may have met the milkman.
At age 29, with his young looks yet gray hair, Bobby is a perplexing lad. Bobby works at Bloomberg as a "Data Solution Specialist." He eats, breathes and smells DATA. He should be tested for performance enhancing drugs due to his excitement of real time and static data feeding into applications.
Bobby's idea of a good time is:
-Eating bacon
-Making fun of gypsies
-Quoting movies until it becomes annoying for everyone else
-Coming up with any possible question while everyone else is waiting to leave a meeting
-Dressing as a J.Crew model
-Spray tans
AND MUCH MORE!
-He is also killer with a guitar and a microphone
At age 29, with his young looks yet gray hair, Bobby is a perplexing lad. Bobby works at Bloomberg as a "Data Solution Specialist." He eats, breathes and smells DATA. He should be tested for performance enhancing drugs due to his excitement of real time and static data feeding into applications.
Bobby's idea of a good time is:
-Eating bacon
-Making fun of gypsies
-Quoting movies until it becomes annoying for everyone else
-Coming up with any possible question while everyone else is waiting to leave a meeting
-Dressing as a J.Crew model
-Spray tans
AND MUCH MORE!
-He is also killer with a guitar and a microphone
THE EVENT
**Bobby was unaware the following events were photographed**
The following takes place Wednesday, March 4, 2009 at approximately 7:15am...
Bobby awakes
08:10:21 ROBERT LATTIS: i'm rushing out the door
08:10:37 ROBERT LATTIS: and see a fking MIME waiting at my elevator
08:10:47 ROBERT LATTIS: he's waiting
08:10:56 ROBERT LATTIS: waiting for someone.. anyone
08:11:07 ROBERT LATTIS: starts following me.. imitating me.. invading my space
08:11:41 ROBERT LATTIS: he tried to get on the subway with me
Bobby continues...
08:12:05 ROBERT LATTIS: apparently a friggin mime lives in my building
08:12:19 ROBERT LATTIS: or, one somehow made it past the doorman just to make my morning SUCK
08:13:06 ROBERT LATTIS: my mom called me and the guy was literally inches from my face
08:13:11 ROBERT LATTIS: i lost my sht
08:14:10 ROBERT LATTIS: i was walking quickly and he starts fake running next to me
08:14:28 ROBERT LATTIS: i stopped him and told him to move a minimum of a block back or there was going to be a problem
The mime follows Bobby into the subway and Bobby flips out and throws him off the train.
Bobby then calls the management company of his apartment complex and tells the whole story and tells them that he thinks a mime is following him. Obviously the management company thinks he is making it up and they get in a big fight. Bobby hangs up and won't talk to anyone.
As Bobby continues to complain about the mime who was mimming around he is told that Chris Thurlow actually HIRED the mime with a photographer to follow Bobby on the morning commute.
08:10:21 ROBERT LATTIS: i'm rushing out the door
08:10:37 ROBERT LATTIS: and see a fking MIME waiting at my elevator
08:10:47 ROBERT LATTIS: he's waiting
08:10:56 ROBERT LATTIS: waiting for someone.. anyone
08:11:07 ROBERT LATTIS: starts following me.. imitating me.. invading my space
08:11:41 ROBERT LATTIS: he tried to get on the subway with me
Bobby continues...
08:12:05 ROBERT LATTIS: apparently a friggin mime lives in my building
08:12:19 ROBERT LATTIS: or, one somehow made it past the doorman just to make my morning SUCK
08:13:06 ROBERT LATTIS: my mom called me and the guy was literally inches from my face
08:13:11 ROBERT LATTIS: i lost my sht
08:14:10 ROBERT LATTIS: i was walking quickly and he starts fake running next to me
08:14:28 ROBERT LATTIS: i stopped him and told him to move a minimum of a block back or there was going to be a problem
The mime follows Bobby into the subway and Bobby flips out and throws him off the train.
Bobby then calls the management company of his apartment complex and tells the whole story and tells them that he thinks a mime is following him. Obviously the management company thinks he is making it up and they get in a big fight. Bobby hangs up and won't talk to anyone.
As Bobby continues to complain about the mime who was mimming around he is told that Chris Thurlow actually HIRED the mime with a photographer to follow Bobby on the morning commute.
In the words of Bobby...
(from his g-chat at approximately 10:13 am...
He does not know we have access to this...)
I'm in a rush and it's 7:20 in the morning.
not really in a good to play, but I'm nice
he's doing all sorts of irritating schticks
he jumps out of the elevator door on the ground floor and motions, leading the
way to the front exit
fortunately I take the service exit
well, wouldn't you know it.. he turns a 180 and follows me
he's right up on me, 100% invading my personal space
my mom oddly calls at that exact moment
I motion.. "enough, i'm on the phone"
but he persists
I hang up on my mom and stop him
"I'm crossing the street. YOU'RE NOT."
I cross the street.. and then he scurries to catch up
I'm in a rush, so can't really take the time to deal so I keep walking quickly
he's pretending to run next to me
playing it up..
I stop him at the next block
"I warned you once. This is the last time I'll offer that courtesy. You better back up at least one block, or we are going to have a problem."
he drops back about a quarter block, but is still very much on my trail..
mimin' me
he's waving to people..
one woman took a picture
but I'm in a rush.. I can't be bothered.. I just keep walking
"let him have it, I don't care as long as he's not directly on my junk"
I finally make it tot eh subway and think, "finally, I'm rid of this a$$hole"
I swipe my subway card
card reader says "Go"
5 steps behind me I hear the familiar "ding" of a valid subway card
the friggin mime is still on my tail!!
are you kidding me??!?!?
but my train is on its way.. I can see it far down the tracks
he's right behind me
there is a stairwell with two directions for any person to choose from
I stop again
"You're begging for me to beat the ever-loving shtt out of you! I'm going this direction. You're not. If I see you follow me, I'm going to throw you against the wall"
He waits until I make it down the stairs
but... sure as shtt..
he goes my direction
that's it..
I throw him against the wall
"You have no idea how lucky you are that my train is here. I'm getting on. My LAST warning. You're not"
I then get on
and block the doorway
he mimes a sad face
and starts waving
I call him a douche
"please stand clear of the closing doors"
the mime's arm back and forth in broad mimey goodbye motion
my middle finger extended and steam fuming from my ears
an older man is giggling next to me... "problems with mime's?" he asks
"yah apparently my building's infested. This guy seems to live on my floor!"
I called my building
I'm getting to the bottom of this mime mystery
I may hire Matlock
I'm definitely going to write an 80's metal song about it
muh muh muh muhhh mimin murderrrrrrrrr
I really should take the time to make this a well constructed short story (how about a blog? - (We took care of that for you Bobby)) for my memoirs
This blog was created SOLEY to humiliate our favorite person Bobby Lattis (please facebook friend him). Will you please discuss your ideas and thoughts on the following topics:
1. Bobby
2. Mimes
3. Funny pranks.
Thank you to all involved!
Mastermind of prank: Chris and Drew Thurlow and Jon Eklund
Mastermind of Bobby: Mira Gupta
Mastermind of Blog: Jonathan Jager-Hyman
Chief Technical Officer and Editor of Blog: Jennifer Peterson
(from his g-chat at approximately 10:13 am...
He does not know we have access to this...)
I'm in a rush and it's 7:20 in the morning.
not really in a good to play, but I'm nice
he's doing all sorts of irritating schticks
he jumps out of the elevator door on the ground floor and motions, leading the
way to the front exit
fortunately I take the service exit
well, wouldn't you know it.. he turns a 180 and follows me
he's right up on me, 100% invading my personal space
my mom oddly calls at that exact moment
I motion.. "enough, i'm on the phone"
but he persists
I hang up on my mom and stop him
"I'm crossing the street. YOU'RE NOT."
I cross the street.. and then he scurries to catch up
I'm in a rush, so can't really take the time to deal so I keep walking quickly
he's pretending to run next to me
playing it up..
I stop him at the next block
"I warned you once. This is the last time I'll offer that courtesy. You better back up at least one block, or we are going to have a problem."
he drops back about a quarter block, but is still very much on my trail..
mimin' me
he's waving to people..
one woman took a picture
but I'm in a rush.. I can't be bothered.. I just keep walking
"let him have it, I don't care as long as he's not directly on my junk"
I finally make it tot eh subway and think, "finally, I'm rid of this a$$hole"
I swipe my subway card
card reader says "Go"
5 steps behind me I hear the familiar "ding" of a valid subway card
the friggin mime is still on my tail!!
are you kidding me??!?!?
but my train is on its way.. I can see it far down the tracks
he's right behind me
there is a stairwell with two directions for any person to choose from
I stop again
"You're begging for me to beat the ever-loving shtt out of you! I'm going this direction. You're not. If I see you follow me, I'm going to throw you against the wall"
He waits until I make it down the stairs
but... sure as shtt..
he goes my direction
that's it..
I throw him against the wall
"You have no idea how lucky you are that my train is here. I'm getting on. My LAST warning. You're not"
I then get on
and block the doorway
he mimes a sad face
and starts waving
I call him a douche
"please stand clear of the closing doors"
the mime's arm back and forth in broad mimey goodbye motion
my middle finger extended and steam fuming from my ears
an older man is giggling next to me... "problems with mime's?" he asks
"yah apparently my building's infested. This guy seems to live on my floor!"
I called my building
I'm getting to the bottom of this mime mystery
I may hire Matlock
I'm definitely going to write an 80's metal song about it
muh muh muh muhhh mimin murderrrrrrrrr
I really should take the time to make this a well constructed short story (how about a blog? - (We took care of that for you Bobby)) for my memoirs
This blog was created SOLEY to humiliate our favorite person Bobby Lattis (please facebook friend him). Will you please discuss your ideas and thoughts on the following topics:
1. Bobby
2. Mimes
3. Funny pranks.
Thank you to all involved!
Mastermind of prank: Chris and Drew Thurlow and Jon Eklund
Mastermind of Bobby: Mira Gupta
Mastermind of Blog: Jonathan Jager-Hyman
Chief Technical Officer and Editor of Blog: Jennifer Peterson
I think the incident has had a profound impact on Bobby's life. Today, he has rolled in with black and white face paint and refuses to speak - he just keeps wildly motioning at his PC.
ReplyDeleteThis is a great prank and Bobby sounds like a real douche. None of this had to happen if he would have just played along with the mime. Why is he such a control freak? Mimes are harmless.
ReplyDeleteWhy don't they MIME their own business.
ReplyDeleteBA-DUM-CHA!
This is the funniest, most insane thing i have ever seen.
ReplyDeleteYou should be careful Bobby, you can't ever be sure who you're dealing with behind that smiling face:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cPRiQD-w85o
i dislike bobby. a lot. i hope he is as humiliated as i am amused.
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ReplyDeleteIt's true, Bobby deserves nothing less than at least one mime attack per month...
ReplyDeleteI can understand how you might arrive at such a conclusion, Joie. However, you likely have not been told the entire story. May I??
ReplyDeleteYour beloved pranksters searched high and low for a mime of the highest pedigree. After a thorough search, their diligence paid off. They found David.
David had fled his bourgeois upbringing at the age of 9. He got by on brie rind, stale baguettes and turned bojoulais. This until he was discovered by famed French mime, Serge Toussou, in his native Naples. Serge took David under his wing, treating him as his own. He taught this child the ways of the mime. For years, the pair performed for regal audiences in nations across the stretches of our Earth. They were highly regarded and much sought after. They brought cheer to all those around them. But not everyone.
Jacque Quiffont had grown up in a village near Serge’s childhood home. Jacque, too, practiced the ways of the mime , but he was not blessed with the skills Serge possessed. Jacque grew bitter. He would be the best mime in all of France. Even if it meant taking the life of his predecessor.
In May of 1995, Jacque snuck unto Serge’s personal quarters and laced his pinot noir with a high-grade iocane powder. After his morning movement, Serge took to his quarters and drank his wine. He breathed his last to speak David’s name. Serge’s death tore a hole in David’s soul, exposing it to the temptations of Satan himself. David took his revenge that night, trapping Jacque in a glass box. Try as he would, Jacque could not escape. He remains imprisoned to this very day.
David has not, since, been the same. His soul, now under Satan’s possession is black and cold.
It was not just any mime, Joie, that awaited me at my doorstep. I looked deep into his eyes to see the tears of a thousand tortured children. Flames from the pits of his being danced ominously in the core of his pupils. This was not a mime purposed with filling my day with cheer and delight. He wanted to crush my person.
Perhaps next time you’ll ask more to the entire story before immediately judging one’s character.
-Bobby
ps, I am a real douche.. I’ll grant you that.
It takes only breathing to be subject to anger-but it takes strong mind to be able to f*** with your friends and take it tenfold from them. ;) Kudos to all of you.
DeleteAside from the actual prank though, I find these comments full of removed perspective- at least a quarter of you still run to the next lighted room when you click off the light, a complete irrational fear of being followed by monsters of onyx heart-yet he , not left with leisure of time or mental preparation, was instantly transfixed upon by a mute clown, who definitely had a purpose,but what? [Some of you wouldn't of even got to the elevator] Small tendrils of uneasiness sink vicariously to the mind , without any intention of relenting , nor does the dedicated mute with makeup- hiding identity- refusing to break more than an arm's length away and choosing closer upon daring ( behavior fueled unbeknownst to Bobby by a camera capturing it unfold)..bells blaring in his head, hes angry but he wasn't angry out of anger, his anger originated from this unease ..or fear. Fear of the unknown and this unknown's disregard for anything commonplace. So..he took action. 1st - He made a few verbal transactions with this person- He pushed down his primal as much as he felt it deserved and then some, 2nd He finally felt like he needed to resort to physical means to end the situation from escalating beyond any more unknown possibility. Human nature and as someone who doesn't like violence( nor should that imply he does), I his actions were justified. Harassment is legitimate and at that time, twas exactly what he was subject to.
But hey...idk if you remember the part where this all was a freaking joke and, albeit Bobby, everyone knew the spectrum of what would most likely happen, so lay of with the social justice warrior eh?
If you would like to use a mime, use David...
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what did this guy do to deserve this!
ReplyDeleteThis is the best thing I've seen all week! Pranktastic!
ReplyDeleteI felt really sorry for Bobby... he walked around all day with his head down. He has emotional problems now. The tears...
ReplyDeleteNaples, France? This is exactly why we mess with him.
ReplyDeleteBobby, before I read your little "story," I was all "Why would this guys friends want to prank him so bad?"
ReplyDeleteNow I know. As Mira points out, "Naples, France?"
But the best line is really: "Flames from the pits of his being danced ominously in the core of his pupils"
I can't wait to see the next prank. I just made a donation to the PRANK BOBBY fund. They take credit cards and shit.
P.S. In the interest of being balanced, I do have to give you props for understanding how much DATA ROCKS. I'm not even kidding.
ReplyDeleteLearn you nothing from my previous post? Lest we reveal ourselves foolish, it is best to research prior to dismissal.
ReplyDeletehttp://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&source=s_q&hl=en&geocode=&q=naples,+france&sll=37.0625,-95.677068&sspn=43.307813,68.466797&ie=UTF8&ll=43.775959,1.121678&spn=0.009683,0.016716&t=h&z=16
Mira, I'm surprised by your ignorance.
Joie, I'm not surprised by your ignorance (as you are related to J.J.)
ps.. DATA ROCKS!
Wow, how on earth I was left out of orchestrating this I have no idea, truthfully - you should friend both Bobby, and the nincompoops that pulled this entire thing together, wishing, hoping that you could potentially be next.... Wow, new business idea.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, Booby - you are such a chump, and it's why we love you. I love that your first thought was that it was some mime messing with you as opposed to a prank. Way to threaten a performer. Artists just aren't appreciated in today's world.
Words from THE MIME HIMSELF (aka David).
ReplyDeleteGreat to be a part of this and it is certainly one for the books. Right up there with playing the New Year's Eve Baby!
In case anyone, and I do mean ANYone, would like to include me in any other shenanigans... feel free to have a look at some other things we do. My latest development is a Balloon Clown Stripper for bachelorette parties!
www.igeentertainment.com
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