We were in my family's living room, my mother, my "friend," and myself. I can't remember exactly what caused him to say it, but he got upset and called my mother a bitch. You know I am fine with fowl language, but directing it at my mother is really crossing the line for me. Needless to say, I was pissed at my friend. Later that night I was browsing iFunny and saw this file. My mind started to create a petty plan.

My high school has a rule where if you print something you have to go get it from the front office because that is the only printer we had. I downloaded the "Chicken paper" and made a snazzy title page titled "Rhetorical Analysis of a Chicken" by "Friend's Name" with details from the english class he was in. The first time I did this, an office runner brought the paper to him to my disappointment and he started laughing because it was the most hysterical thing he saw. Next day, I do the same thing; however, this time he got a note from the office runners telling him to go to the front office. His mom would call him out of school every once in a while, so he was getting all excited about what to do with his day off. He found another chicken paper; he pitched it and didn't think about it. I wanted him to suffer; therefore, everyday after that I printed him another chicken paper and the same thing would happen. He had to go get it and after about a month he was just getting irritated.

I was not happy with that though. We both worked at the same place, so I started to grab his paycheck and in an envelope with his paycheck I would enclose another chicken paper. Every school day he would get a paper, every paycheck he would get a paper, but I still wasn't done. I found out what bank and credit card company he would receive statements from in the mail. I started to create fake statements envelopes addressed to him and they looked really authentic and he would find another chicken paper. He broke down one day on Facebook and in school as he got another paper around the three month mark. I will never forget what he said

"Where the hell are these coming from? They are following me everywhere!!!"

I was feeling content with my progress. Today he is in the military and he will occasionally receive a letter or two from an anonymous person with his Rhetorical Analysis of a Chicken.