Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Total Prankonic Reversal: Part 3
This post concludes the Total Prankonic Reversal series.
I had had grand aspirations of deluding Elisa into thinking she had car problems with the two-way radio in her van. This went over like a lead balloon. I almost quit then, I almost packed it in and called off the rest. I'm glad I didn't, then I wouldn't have known I'd already pranked myself something terrible.
"Hi, mom," I said through the cell phone. "Are you ready to do this?"
"Yeah, but I'm a little nervous," she said.
"No worries. You go in, plant the radios and then give me a signal at the front picture window. I'll start making noises after that. Try and get something on your camera's video," I instructed her.
"Okay, I'll see you after it's over. Bye."
The overhead lighting glared accusingly from above the freeway as my phone rang. "Hello?" I answered.
"Hi Shane," Elisa said. "That was pretty funny."
"Yeah, you knew right away though."
"True, but I was afraid to look under the seat. But hey, I was wondering. So, the whole thing today, it was just a ruse to get the walkie-talkie into my van."
"Well, no, not exactly." I deprecated. I choked, unsure what to say.
"Anyway, that was a good one. I'll talk to you later, Okay?"
When I arrived at Elisa's house I parked down a cross street where I could see the front picture window. My mother's car had pulled into the driveway a minute before. She'd walked into the house, glancing furtively from side to side, looking guilty as hell. A couple more minutes passed and my mother, the master of subtlety, walked in front of the window and practically starting doing jumping jacks. Her hands waved through the air like she were doing the backstroke across the room. It was the most conspicuous sign I'd ever seen.
"What the heck is she doing?" I chuckled.
I decided to wait another 10 minutes to throw Elisa off the scent, but apparently mom had something else in mind. She was back and gesturing out the window in a fit of epilepsy.
"Oh great googly moogly," I groaned and dialed my mom's phone number.
"Hellooo." She answered sweetly. "Do it now. Do it now." She continued in an emphatic whisper. "Oh no, Cade's found one of the radios. Do it now!" she practically yelled.
I hung up the phone and started mooing over the radio. In the house my mom says Cade and Elisa frantically searched for the one remaining radio. The radio in my hand crackled to life, but not with my bovine serenade. Cade squealed in response to my mooing, like a pig wallowing in cow turd. The prank was over, or so I thought. I drove the half block to Elisa's house from my look out point.
Elisa stood in the driveway, her hand on a jauntily cocked hip. "I couldn't figure out what in the heck was going on. It smelled like mom was trying to prank me, but I couldn't figure out why. Mom said she was in the neighborhood and wanted to come over to visit, but then said she was half an hour away."
I smiled at our mom as she came down the entry stairs. "Yeah, she's a sly one."
Elisa turned to her, "So you didn't really come over to visit, huh?"
It was then I noticed Elisa 's eyes had that tired, red look after having just cried. It was then I realized I had just pranked myself worse than I had ever hoped to get Elisa.