A Single Southern Guy in America

September 27, 2004

Pranking the B-day Girl.

Since I had a nice quiet evening at home on Friday, let's just skip ahead to Saturday.

My dear sister came into town for a wedding reception of a childhood friend, so we finally had a chance to visit and catch up after a couple of weeks and lunch at Red Lobster. Now here's an issue I discovered at Red Lobster. Sis always orders the popcorn shrimp. I'll get a number of different things, but I settled on the fried shrimp dinner. When our dinner arrived, I picked up one of my shrimp, tail included, and decided it was rather small for a fried shrimp dinner. I glanced over at one of her popcorn shrimp. And then I asked her to hold one up. My fried shrimp was the same size as her popcorn shrimp, only mine had a tail to deal with. And to make matters worse, there were many more popcorn shrimp on her plate than the fried shrimp on mine. I felt cheated. You would think that at least my fried shrimp would be bigger than her popcorn shrimp.

We wrapped up lunch and she headed for her reception and I headed for a combo Razorbacks watch party and birthday party. A friend from our little social circle had just moved into a new house in the Heights and we broke the place in without breaking anything. The Razorbacks did their part and handled Alabama giving us all a reason to feel great, unlike the Texas game a few weeks ago...I did make one mistake--when the Alabama running back broke away for 50 yard touchdown run, I somehow became confused and cheered him into the end zone. I switched to Diet Coke for a little bit after that.

However, the game was over before the birthday girl showed up. I had talked to her around halftime and she was just then starting to get ready. I told her we were all leaving after the game so she might hurry. In reality, some folks were leaving after the game, but most of us were hanging out. Now, do you think I'd let a little thing like that get in the way of having a little fun? I can be a nefarious prankster at times.

When she first arrived and was greeting the folks watching the game inside the house, I turned to the folks outside watching the game to recruit them into my diabolical scheme. The plan was simple. When the tardy birthday girl came outside to join us, we'd all hop up and act like we were going home. Tell her happy birthday and keep moving, through the house, out the front door and then circle back through the gate to the backyard.

Rarely can a prank involving so many folks work perfectly. This time, my gentle readers, the prank was perfectly executed. She emerged from the house and came down to the patio and I stood up, offered a hello and a happy birthday and a see you later. I didn't look back until I heard the door behind me close a second time. Everyone except for our friend's roommate (who lived there, of course) followed suit and marched out behind me like I was the Pied Piper.

As we made our way through the house and back around, the birthday girl gave a slightly plaintive comment to the roommate along the lines of, "I guess everybody really is leaving..." Yep, she'd been punked. Not to belabor the story, we circled back around, had a good laugh, and popped more beers.

Stay tuned for more at the house party and of course all of us going out afterwards.

Posted by Adam H at September 27, 2004 02:14 PM ~ Link Cosmos | Trackbacks (0)

Comments

Did you eat at the one in LR or NLR? (I have an actual reason other than nosiness for asking this)

Posted by: Melissa at September 27, 2004 10:34 PM

It was the one in Little Rock.

Posted by: Adam at September 27, 2004 10:53 PM