When I was a kid I worked at car stereo shop. I used to eat my lunch while sitting in the sun at the garage bay door. There was an installer named Big Perm that was roughly 270 pounds and perhaps 16% body fat. Dude’s pecs were as big as manhole covers. We were constantly playing practical jokes on each other.
One day, as I sat in a sunbeam, enjoying my sandwich, he snuck up behind me and just as I had taken a bite wrapped a solid six wraps of electrical tape around my head, and in my mouth. Never saw it coming.
It really sucked to pull all that tape off my face and hair.
I still admire how effortlessly he had managed to whip that roll around me. Even if it sucked, you have to appreciate the skill.