In high school a buddy of mine had a bit of a prank war with my twin brother and I. I don't remember what started it, but one day it really escalated and my brother and I planned to get him back good. My brother worked at dairy queen at the time and they were throwing out all their old rotten bacon, apparently it was about 4 motnhs old, not too sure but some of it was green, real real real nasty stuff.
Anyways, we arrived late for school that day because we had a dentist appointment first, so at about 9:30 am we arrived at school, and covered this kids car in 8 lbs of rotten bacon slices. It stunk to high hell. He had a minivan and I even climbed on top to layout pieces. Fort he icing on the cake, I wrapped his windshield wipers all the way up in bacon, as well as wrapping every door handle.
We went inside reeking of bacon, and got our absentee forms from the disciplinarian who's nose crinkled the second we set foot in his office. I headed off to the bathroom to cleanup, then proceeded to my first class. By 6th period the entire school knew what we had done, but everyone kept it silent from joe (The owner of the minivan.) By 8th period people were chomping at the bits to see what about 6 hours of baking in the sun did to the bacon.
We hot out at 2:45 and made a mad rush to the car people were already out there taking pictures (Ill see if I can find some.) Joe came out about ten minutes later and looked like he wanted to cry, you could smell his car from a hundred feet easily. First thing he did was chase me and my brother, which was a bad idea because there were two of us. While he chased my brother I balled up the ssemi crispy bacon and started throwin slimy bacon balls at him. At that point he fell to his knees and declared a truce on the spot in front of all my friends.
We ended up peeling all the bacon off the car and leaving it in a pile in the parking lot, the next morning there was animal shit all over the blacktop and his parking spot (revenge 2.) We had to use an ice scraper to scrape away the thick layer of grease on his front windshield, then we drove about ten miles to a nice do it yourself car wash. My brother paid to get the car cleaned, it cost like 20$ but we finally got it clean.
In the summer he still tells me on the hot days he can still faintly get a whiff of cooking bacon.