John Krasinski comes by pranks naturally. He used to torment (the deserving) Dwight on THE OFFICE all the time. My favorite was when he imitated Dwight. That prank only cost $11.
OMG. Did they really wreck his car? It looked like they did - and he just ho ho ho'ed away. What a good sport.
Happy holidays to everyone, and a big THANK YOU to Ms. Janet for another fun filled year of blog posts, contests and hilarity filled comments from her faithful readers.
Totally unlreated, but I had 4 sloppy joes just now and my stomach hurts. (I'm on vacation, and this is the most interesting thing that has happened to me so far. *le sigh*)
Because you closed the previous post's comments before I could get to it, had I won, I would have chosen you coming to weep on my couch.
Why?
Because I live two kilometers from a beautiful beach on the Indian Ocean. Once you'd soaked my very comfortable couch with your bitter tears, I would have taken you down to said beach where you could soak up the lovely Australian Summer sunshine... and get all your reading done. We regularly have sharks at our beaches, so you'll fit right in.
I'll even buy you a Golden Gaytime.
P.S.: This is what your minion would call a Vay-cay-tion.
Oh my gosh! I love this. Thanks so much for sharing this. I wonder how many balls were in that car and what they did with them.
I came out to the Home Depot parking lot one day shortly before Christmas and found a group of people shrink wrapping a pickup. They were doing a very thorough job, also. Over and under dozens of times. I wish I'd stayed to see the owner's reaction.
I probably shouldn't admit this, but I pranked my oldest son a few times. Once me and my youngest stopped by his house to get him and take him out to breakfast. I should have called first, I know. When we got to Brandon's house, there was a strange car in his driveway. I thought it was a rodeo friend of his, since rodeo cowboys always stay with other cowboys when they travel if someone lives in the town they light in. So, I went to the nearby convenience store and bought some shoe polish. I wanted Will to help me, but he refused, saying he didn't want to deal with older brother Brandon's paybacks.
So, I had to crawl up on the car since my arms are short and write "Repent Sinner!" on the windshield by myself.
Rodeo cowboys, being prolific pranksters, were the first on his suspect list. He narrowed it down to a few he thought might be guilty and made their lives miserable.
It came out later I was the culprit. Brandon was impressed, but he said my timing was horrible. He said his guest was actually a preacher's daughter. She thought one of the church parishioners recognized her car and left her the message. She refused to go out with him again.
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John Krasinski comes by pranks naturally. He used to torment (the deserving) Dwight on THE OFFICE all the time. My favorite was when he imitated Dwight. That prank only cost $11.
I love it! A friend of mine once had her car loaded throughout with popcorn, but I think the ornaments top that.
Merry Christmas, Sharky-Snookums, and to all the readers of the blog.
Hahahahahappy Holidays to you and yours and theirs and hers and his and whose and whomevers.
Happy Holidays, Janet, and to all your faithful readers as well!
OMG. Did they really wreck his car? It looked like they did - and he just ho ho ho'ed away. What a good sport.
Happy holidays to everyone, and a big THANK YOU to Ms. Janet for another fun filled year of blog posts, contests and hilarity filled comments from her faithful readers.
Totally unlreated, but I had 4 sloppy joes just now and my stomach hurts. (I'm on vacation, and this is the most interesting thing that has happened to me so far. *le sigh*)
Life became much more lovely since I started to read your shark archives and blog, Janet.
Already, 2015 will be fantastic because of that.
Happy Holidays to you and your faithful readers.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Because you closed the previous post's comments before I could get to it, had I won, I would have chosen you coming to weep on my couch.
Why?
Because I live two kilometers from a beautiful beach on the Indian Ocean. Once you'd soaked my very comfortable couch with your bitter tears, I would have taken you down to said beach where you could soak up the lovely Australian Summer sunshine... and get all your reading done. We regularly have sharks at our beaches, so you'll fit right in.
I'll even buy you a Golden Gaytime.
P.S.: This is what your minion would call a Vay-cay-tion.
Happy Holidays, Janet!
Oh my gosh! I love this. Thanks so much for sharing this. I wonder how many balls were in that car and what they did with them.
I came out to the Home Depot parking lot one day shortly before Christmas and found a group of people shrink wrapping a pickup. They were doing a very thorough job, also. Over and under dozens of times. I wish I'd stayed to see the owner's reaction.
I probably shouldn't admit this, but I pranked my oldest son a few times. Once me and my youngest stopped by his house to get him and take him out to breakfast. I should have called first, I know. When we got to Brandon's house, there was a strange car in his driveway. I thought it was a rodeo friend of his, since rodeo cowboys always stay with other cowboys when they travel if someone lives in the town they light in. So, I went to the nearby convenience store and bought some shoe polish. I wanted Will to help me, but he refused, saying he didn't want to deal with older brother Brandon's paybacks.
So, I had to crawl up on the car since my arms are short and write "Repent Sinner!" on the windshield by myself.
Rodeo cowboys, being prolific pranksters, were the first on his suspect list. He narrowed it down to a few he thought might be guilty and made their lives miserable.
It came out later I was the culprit. Brandon was impressed, but he said my timing was horrible. He said his guest was actually a preacher's daughter. She thought one of the church parishioners recognized her car and left her the message. She refused to go out with him again.
Oops.
Merry Christmas and a very happy New Year to Miss Shark and her shiver of followers.
Here's to a bright new year for all.
Julie
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