plki76

"In the case of an emergency oxygen masks will descend, but they will run out shortly. Not to worry, there is an extra mask per row. One extra. For the three of you in that row. How bad do you want it?

Ok, that's the end of my safety announcement. Sit back, relax, and enjoy your flight!"

Alternate idea, get a mask that looks like a co-worker. Put it on and piss off the crows. Do this repeatedly.

Crows will hate co-worker, and they will have no idea why.

They can't. The base idea is not only terrible, it doesn't scale. I suppose you could send the mechanical turking to a very low-cost area of the world, but you're going to get a corresponding drop in quality.

I did a room with props that were skeleton hands. One hand was missing fingers at various joints. I spent a relatively long time trying to solve that puzzle.

It wasn't a puzzle, their prop was just broken.

Now I have this mental image. This young nerd is alone in the corner table, reading his star wars and drinking his chocolate milk. Suddenly he stands, chair tipping over behind him.

The nerdling rears back his head, raises his arms, and screams to the heavens.

"Raaaarrrrraaarrrrggghhhwwww!"

Tears streaming down behind his thick, thick glasses the child hurls his book through the air with all his might, flinging the book a good two to three feet before it lands on the cold linoleum with a flat slapping sound.

"That's it ObesesPieces, you are suspended!"

"You don't understand... <sniffle> He killed Chewbacca... HE KILLED CHEWBACCA!"

"Uhh... I see. Ok... Umm... Well, let's just call this a 'lunch detention' then, huh?"