It started out with a lil of this:
And lots of this:
Next we went to my house, and the plan, was to watch one of many wonderful scary movies. Of course, we got talking, and laughing, and eating... and had NO idea what was about to come. Our hubbys all had gone to a movie earlier and we hadn't heard from any of them. Around 10 or so, we thought it would be funny to all call them at the same time. All of us were ignored. So we tried again. Nothing. Hmmm....well that's weird. Tay shot me a text that said, "in a movie...call ya later." We were then way confused because their movie was at like, 7. Oh well. Whatever.
We were just talking and having a good time, and FYI, I was on speaker phone with one of our friends... when all of a sudden, Mika's phone starts ringing. From me. WTF?! I was calling her? How? I was on the phone. While trying to sort through our obvious confusion, Mika answered and heard a creepy man's voice on the other end. We freaked out a little and the mystery creep hung up the phone. Brittany's phone rang next, with an impossible caller being lit up on the screen. It was again, a creepy man's voice telling us we looked good and to check the front door. I think for at least a moment, we all got an eerie feeling in the pit of our stomachs, but knew something fishy was going on. Sadie alerted us to an app (which should be illegal by the way!) that allows one to call a number and specify any phone number to appear on the caller ID.
After freaking out (like girls do), and locking ourselves in my bedroom, we looked out the window to find all our husbands standing outside the garage.They came upstairs and continuing to be creepy, Tay said "Let's put a smile on that face!" and we ran out screaming. We felt like we were 13 again!
The boys left and we instantly started thinking of ways to get them back! We resorted to calling them back and acting like we were still being plagued by people giving us a fright outside. "really guys, stop throwing rocks at the window and messing with the garage door." Mika resorted to swearing and fake crying to validate her acting, and once we thought we convinced the boys to come back, we trashed the place, knocking stools over and throwing pillows on the floor (cause all scary robbers and kidnappers knock over stools and blankets...) We were running around outside with Harley and Rosco on leashes, and dodging every pair of headlights we saw bending around the corners. We found refuge in the vacant home next door and the unfinished home east of us. It was so fun feeling rebellious. We were all sweating from running around like maniacs and having a hilariously good time, until the boys came back and spotted us diving down on the grass. Turns out they hid out up the street at McDonald's and didn't even really leave after their first attack...the stinkers were going to scare us again.
The "getting" was over, but we still needed to get them good. After picking our brains trying to think of something good to get them, all of our great ideas weren't quite able to happen. We tried reaching a friend who happened to be a cop, but he was slightly hammered by this time. (It was going on midnight) So we went middle school on their asses, and ordered a pizza to be delivered to their apartment and make them pay for it...haha take that. The cute lady working that night was nice and wrote "Let's put a smile on that face!" on the top of the box, and turned the pepperonis into a smile.
We hurried over there to beat the delivery boy and watch the action. After chasing him down in the parking lot, and told our story, he was game. And he actually did a really good job! He kept serious when the boys' puzzled looks finally realized what we had done. Bahahaha. We are sneaky sneaky! Turns out the boys were more impressed with a midnight snack than being put out by paying for a pizza they didn't order! But we did at least steal a few breadsticks so it made it all worth it.
On our way back home, we were startled by what appeared to be a drunk driver flying out in front of us and swerving all over the road. We called 911 to report them, and had an adventure following them to get their plates, (and since we weren't exactly legally inhabiting the car) some of the girls were dropped off, and the rest of us went and followed them with the grumpy dispatcher on the phone. The crazies got away after running a red light, so by 1:30 in the morning, we called it a night.
We already have our next prank up our sleeve so the boys better watch out for part 2! Thanks everyone for making me feel like a kid again, and such an eventful night! And a huge thank you to Jacquie who's blog I stole some of this from. Sorry Jac, I am short on time and I told you I loved your post. Lol!
xo
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