I picked up a half O a couple of years back and slept round Bens for the night. We both got baked, and he decided to go toilet so I switched his bedroom light off, hid behind the door and planned to shout 'boo' when he came back out. So I hear the toilet flush and try not to laugh because I was so stoned and it seemed like a funny thing at the time. His door opens, the light switches on and I jump out from behind the door, screaming 'FREEZE MOTHERFUCKER' at the top of my lungs.
His dad had just walked into the room. We looked at eachother for a few seconds, then he grunts and walked off.