Everyone knows I’m a prankster and recently I found a story I had written back in 2019 that I just had to immortalize in my blog.
August 14, 2019 – In the garage loading up the mini-fridge with water and tea bottles when I hear the garage door opening, It’s gotta be my son, he gets home before Elizabeth, “I’m gonna scare the crap out of him”, I think, barely containing a deep dark giggle. I quickly army crawl over to conceal myself behind the 2 high tub containers and with the plastic wrap of the water bottles in my hand (should sound like a rattle snake) I prepare my ambush. I slow my breathing and wait until the footsteps are close THEN I HISS AND RATTLE THE PLASTIC.
Elizabeth screams and clutches her chest as colorful sailor language spews from her mouth.
Recognizing my laugh (from my prone position) she moves towards me with extreme intent. A sudden wave of clarity rushes over me as I realize – she has the high ground… luckily I’m pretty good at rolling but l’ll be sleeping with one eye open tonight.
Thanks for letting me share.
Gilberto