Nearly 'shot' one of the buggers
I don't recommend doing this. Prince Phillip was visiting the building next to us on our Sheffield 'business park'. Our top floor had a cracking view of next door's reception. We had darkened windows (from the outside, can't see in) and I had a reasonably well powered laser pointer.

Seriously, it's funny for about a second to try and 'draw' squiggly lines on the Queen's Husband's Forehead.

Watching every single plain clothes copper in the crowd and surrounding area go fucking mental was a sight to behold. And the secret service. And the police. And the mayor. Philip, oblivious of course.

My heart rate must have hit 4 figures until i disposed of the laser pointer, (in the void void above the false ceiling, best hiding place ever), returned to my desk and played it very very cool when the secret service came and spoke everyone in the building. I even managed to look annoyed at their presence.
( I have run out of coke is a little sweaty, Fri 4 Aug 2006, 15:02, Reply)