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Those of you who were around here back in late '06 might remember this post:
I can't even begin to explain
You know how sometimes you are so deeply involved in your daily existence and are probably not smiling as much as you should or thinking enough about people you adore and then out of nowhere, one of those people, from miles and miles away, does something so silly and so unexpected that you laugh like a hyena and suddenly feel 15 years younger??? That happened to me last night when I went to bed and heard something crinkly underneath my pillow. Yes, Grizzled helped with the plan, but the plan was formulated by someone else I lahve, someone who lives thousands of miles away.
I went to bed with a big honkin' smile on my face, a silly feeling in my heart and a vow to return the favor...
Laugh, did I laugh!
Those of you who were around here back in late '08 might remember I returned the favor:
Some of you may recall a post I did a couple of years ago about being the target of someone's twisted, yet much appreciated, humor. I vowed to get him back as I have done so many times over the past 22 years.
I did. :)
It took 2 years of patience, but the window appeared, the plan fell into place, and with catlike stealth, I lobbed the crinkly package back in his court. He was caught totally off guard and I am now officially back on guard.
It's been three years since I lobbed that crinkly package... I even ran across an old email the other day, the one I sent to his niece, asking if I got the package to her, could she slip it under his parents' tree in Detroit since he'd be going home (he lives in LA). Yes, it had been 3 years, I wondered if maybe it was done.
Last night Grizzled and I went out to dinner with longtime friends... friends we don't get to see enough of these days. It was fun, as it always is. After drinks, and dinner, and another round of drinks, Barb pulled out a wrapped gift. Crap. I had not brought anything, thinking gift-exchanging was not happening... but she assured me it was just something they had happened upon on, perhaps I could open it and we could share it for dessert. She pressed me to open it, which I did.
It was peanut brittle... not exactly what I would have thought of Barb to bring. I glanced across at Barb, who looked like the cat that ate the canary... I scanned my brain for any missed peanut brittle jokes that might have permeated our history, but could not come up with one. I continued to open the package... the factory-sealed package. I popped the plastic shrinkwrap with my fingernail and ripped it off, lifting the lid to see...
THE CRINKLY PACKAGE!!! (It doesn't even matter what the package is anymore... but it's still factory-sealed as well, and thus... crinkly.)
The restaurant was dark. It actually took me a moment to make sure I was seeing what I actually thought I was seeing. I was. I started laughing, veering directly into laugh/crying. Fortunately there was no peeing... Grizzled spied what was in the package and started laughing. Yes, the crinkly package had found its way back to me in the sneakiest of ways... in shrinkwrap no less! That weasel actually had the decoy peanut brittle box shrinkwrapped! I was awestruck, and filled with lahve...
So, it is in my court again... I will wait. I will wait years if need be... until the perfect time and method shows itself... and I'm thinking the peanut brittle box might have to be included... In the meantime, it's going on my shelf, in my office, so I can laugh every time I see it.
awesome.
:)
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | December 10, 2011 at 01:40 PM
I forgot to add that the box also contained a little bit of dried rotini... it added that true peanut brittle sound when you moved the box.
He's an evil genius.
Posted by: Jennifer | December 10, 2011 at 01:47 PM
the plan was formulated by someone else I lahve
HOT LAVA!
I wasn't here back then, but I will try to dream that I was.
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | December 10, 2011 at 01:54 PM
I knew where thundra's link was going, and lahve it.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | December 10, 2011 at 01:56 PM
DOH! I speeled LAHVA rong.
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | December 10, 2011 at 02:14 PM
Cool post, Jennifer.
Bayd speeling boyz to the bac uf th clas!
Posted by: Another Kiwi | December 10, 2011 at 02:32 PM
:)
Posted by: Jennifer | December 11, 2011 at 12:12 PM
So awesome and fun, Jennifer!!
Posted by: blue girl | December 11, 2011 at 12:17 PM
Q: What's in the box?
A; Pain...
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | December 11, 2011 at 02:31 PM
Gotta love the whole elaborate series of inside jokes. Awesome!
Posted by: Big Bad Bald Bastard | December 11, 2011 at 06:47 PM
So are you done with wrangling for the year, he inquired diplomatically?
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | December 12, 2011 at 10:44 AM
Yes... I am currently on a wrangling hiatus.
Posted by: Jennifer | December 12, 2011 at 12:55 PM
I love this post - and the sweet contiuation of this joke!
awesome!
Posted by: Von | December 12, 2011 at 01:26 PM
Q: What's in the box?
A; Pain...
The Bene Gesserit brought ITTDGY a Gom Jabbar for $mas!
Posted by: herr doktor bimler | December 12, 2011 at 04:31 PM
either that, or the Creed box set, hdb.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | December 12, 2011 at 08:58 PM
I had a big bad plan like this for a Costco-sized tub of mayo, but never initiated the long-awaited triumphal exchange. Sigh.
But, AWESOME.
Also, heh to Doc and Zomb above.
Posted by: Pinko Punko | December 13, 2011 at 07:48 PM
You need lots of wrapping paper to disguise a 55-gallon drum of lube.
Posted by: herr doktor bimler | December 14, 2011 at 01:00 PM
that is awesome. I will never hear crinkly packaging the same way again.
Posted by: Kathleen | December 19, 2011 at 05:55 PM