Never get into a prank war with a designer

So, I have a thing for pranks. Few things in life bring me as much pleasure as a good prank war, which is why I find myself in a bit of a pickle. Prank wars are kinda like drugs (I've been told) in that you have to keep increasing the dose to get the same kick out of it. It starts simply enough, shaking up a beer before handing it to a friend, a rubber band around the spray nozzle on the kitchen sink, but before you know it your dropping major cash on popcorn peanuts and breaking plans with your friends to build elaborate illusions out of trash bags.
I've got to get a grip on this now, or I could end up sitting between Johnny Knoxville and Robert Downy Junior --injecting silly string between my toes.
In case you are looking for that next high, but lack the creative wherewithal, allow me to assist you: misery loves company.
I give you The Packing Peanut Prank Prototype (version1) Est 8/22/07 in honor of a coworkers departure after 3 years of pure graphic design excellence. The note next to her door reads:
We are so sorry to see you leave
We will be sad without reprieve
but none can say that we were thoughtless
'cause we pitched in and packed your office.

Now your turn:
A standard size cubicle works best, as you will need to access it from next door. This is why I love that I have an office with real walls. I am a fortress.
Tear some trashbags (either white or clear) along the seams and create a false floor at eye level. Don't use black bags or you will need twice as many peaunts.

Duck tape reinforced with thumb tacks worked perfectly in this case.

Now distribute the peanuts evenly until you have about a 4" layer spread from corner to corner.

On the inside of the cubicle, create a door from cardboard (create a duct tape hinge along one side so you can actually get under the peanut layer (makes for easy cleanup). Then on the outside of the partition , create a cellophane layer to reveal the depth of the peanut madness.
A little spillover into the space between the false door and the cellophane, and voila.

Try to remember that it's only an illusion. Do not dive Scrooge McDuck style into the Styrofoam. You'd be amazed how tempting it is even when you know the truth.

A note on cleanup:
Keep the bags that the peanuts came in and take them back. You don't want the karmic responsibility of unleashing 33 cubic feet of Styrofoam onto the earth. Pretty much an automatic fender bender.
First bag up the small amount of peanuts that fill in the false door layer. Then, enter the peanut palace through the hinged cardboard door I mentioned earlier, and get under the trash bag layer with the empty peanut bags ready to go. Cut a grapefruit sized hole in the plastic floor above your head and gravity will do the rest. Bring a friend under there with you to help hold bags up. It can get pretty hectic in there when the peanuts start a flowin'.