Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Here Fishy, Fishy...


Lately my roomates and I have been in a prank war with a few guy friends of ours. It all started when Michelle, Caroline and Kim stole this 2-foot ceramic elephant from our friend Joe and Colin's house. We kept it hostage in our furnace room with its feet tied, its mouth gagged, and its eyes blindfolded. We took a picture, made a ransom note out of cut-up US Weeklys, and attached them to a rock. Caroline and I snuck into their house, put the note and picture where the elephant used to be, opened the blinds, and left. The boys didn't come home for a while, and our friends Brittany and Emily live almost next door, so we went and hung out there. Just as we were driving away, the boys came home from the Rio so we decided to turn around, park, and watch their reaction. As we were crouched outside their window, laughing giddily at their screams of anguish, one of them yelled, "guys! The blinds! They're outside!". Not being the best planners, she and I were wearing slippers and flip flops. Joe and Colin ran after us and caught us before we could make it to the car. They told us that we had better bring the elephant back, so we went to our house, stuffed a bag full of shopping bags, left it on their porch and knocked. If I had been standing there when they opened the door, I would have gotten a face full of water balloons.

It took them 2 hours to come up with a plan for revenge. They decided to regress back to junior high and TP our house and saran wrap our cars. They planned the whole thing out beautifully (if you can call it that), but the only thing they didn't count on was Burt coming home in the middle of it. Just as they started on my car, she pulled up with her friend, got out, and yelled, "busted!" The boys didn't know what to do, so they decided to grab her, hold her hostage in exchange for the elephant. Needless to say, they got their damned elephant back, and we were at a disadvantage.

When we were discussing what to do to them in order to get them back, we decided we didn't want to do anything too malicious, lest they get us back in an equally mean manner. We decided that we would buy 100 goldfish, put them in their bathtubs and sinks, and hide the elephant so they would think we took it again. We snuck in while they were at their flag football game, caused a little bit of a ruckus, and snuck out again. Caroline taped us doing everything on Kade's video camera so that they would know the work we did in order to mess with them. We then went to their game for a few minutes, silently gloating over the fact that they had no clue we had been in their house.

About an hour later, we hear a car pull up to our house but don't see anyone. Caroline gets a text message a few minutes later that says "check your doorstep". We open the door and don't see anyone, sure that they are bluffing and wary about being bombed by water balloons. We then realize that they had put all 100 goldfish in our milk cooler and left -- leaving us to deal with them.

Because of last night, I'm pretty sure I'm going to be reincarnated as a goldfish... damnit.

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