There you go, Susan. it must have been the slingshot bits I was remembering. It was a while ago.
Glousterman, you silverware story reminds me of a pledge prank I helped a pledge at my fraternity pull this summer... While the brotherhood was busy, we crept in and stole every drinking vessel in the house- every single one. In order to get them back, they had to order Chinese food, do all the dishes, and buy new dishtowels for the house.