If one attempts to take on all bratting activities by oneself, one soon becomes tired, both of the effort required in bratting, and of the effort involved in running away afterward. No matter how closely one follows Rule #1, there are limits. Therefore, the advanced brat should incite brattiness in others. In this fashion one is able to reap the rewards of fun that come with chaos, but one cannot be directly held responsible for them. Remember, punishment shared, is punishment halved.
Rule #3. INCITE REBELLION
Many of the apparently ordinary people around you are incredibly bored. Yes, yes they are. And though it might look like they’re working really hard to get that TPS report in before the deadline, and though they may appear to care about the state of their careers, trust me when I say that they would much rather spend their remaining hours of work using multi-colored post it notes to transform your boss’s car into a fabulous fantasy mobile.
Of course, one should always take care to incite a little low level rebellion, and not a riot, or even a revolution. All Che Guevara wanted was a giggle one Wednesday afternoon at the office, but he took it too far and look where that got him. You want to achieve a little levity about the place, not end up with your face on t-shirts belonging to people who can’t even spell your name.







Wow. If it wasn’t for the waste of post-its, I would do someone’s car like that in a second. That’s really cool.
It’s not only cool, but it’s good for the environment because it stops cars using fossil fuels with tree power.
My logic, I challenge you to find a flaw in it!
LOL Loki!! Personally I think the colors and design are awesome. Even the headlights and sunroof are highlighted. I’m not that creative. You’re right though, Alyx it’s a terrible waste of post-its. I don’t have anyone fun to do this to anyway.
When I was 11, I once left lilypads and kelp all over someone’s car with a note saying her car had gone for a swim, but she didn’t think it was funny and called my mother. *sigh* No one ever has a sense of humor about my pranks.
Haha! I LOVE the lillypads and kelp tale. That’s brilliant. The woman should have ordered a humor transplant immediately. Did your mother mind?
Perhaps the woman and my mother could have gotten a better deal if they’d placed a bulk order of 2 humor transplants. My mother minded a bit, lol. She wasn’t so much angry, it was more that “You exhaust me, stop tormenting the neighbors” kind of thing.