My house was never toilet-papered, but it was egged. I don't remember it, because I was a baby at the time.
Apparently some high school senior was following my mom around, they were in cars and I was in the backseat of my mom's car. She pulled up to our house and so did the kid. He started to get out of the car, but my dad came out and yelled at him. So to get back at us, he egged our house on Halloween.
The end.
