
I've been promising it for weeks while I neglect my blog, but here it is. Just in time for summer.
My coup de grace.
My sister is pregnant and was talking at dinner recently about the pregnancy test and how sensitive she was about taking it. She didn't want to tell her husband until she was absolutely sure. She didn't want to
alarm him.
I, on the other hand, am all about alarming people. And I had three guys in mind.
Men, as you know, are terrified of finding out that they've impregnated a girl. Particularly if they're not married - or even dating. Oops!
I have three friends in various stages of relationships who were about to be pranked. The first one, Paul, has been dating his girlfriend for about 18 months. A good, healthy relationship. His girlfriend is awesome. She was glad to play along. My sister peed on the stick and gave it to Paul's GF, who hid it conspicuously in her apartment bathroom right before Paul and I showed up.
Paul's reaction was priceless. "What the....?" came from the bathroom. He walked out with the test in his hand, his other hand on his forehead, his jaw open, and his face ghostly white.
His GF pretended to be surprised that he'd found it. I just beamed.
"Oh, honey," she said.
"Holy shit," he replied. And again. And again.
He was good, though. He pretended to be happy about it. Then he was beyond relieved when we told him it was a joke. They're still together.
More soon on my other friends, one of whom doesn't have a girlfriend, but a friend with benefits. That was the fun one.