A long time ago, I crept onto campus late at night, and used a nail punch to inscribe this on an eve of a gazebo.  I did it in honor of the late Hugh Nibley, although I'm not sure if he would appreciate its graffiti nature.  I did it in January, and so it was pretty cold.  It took all night long, and I was freaked out the whole time because my wife had planted warnings of expulsion in my head.