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Today while we were at dinner, Anna, Lizzy, and I went off to get strawberry yogurt and left all our keys on the table with Jordan, thinking that a nice military boy would be trustworthy...definitly not the case. I came back a few moments before the other girls and scolded him for playing with my keys, and then, noticing the devilish grin on his face, I asked him what he had done. Out of his pocket came a single dorm key...identical to the one missing from Lizzy's pile of crap on her keychains. Masterful...she will never notice it is gone until she reaches her room. In the eyes of not being too mean, I make him give me her key so that she won't have to find him downstairs to get it back. When we part ways in the second floor lobby, I wait until Anna and I are at my door before I let her in on the farce and produce the key from my pocket. And am I ever glad I waited....that girl collapsed into a pile in the hallway laughing hysterically, and a minute later when Lizzy comes fretting down the hall because she lost her key, Anna starts hollering for me to "tell her that joke about the rabbit"...umm, we definitly need to teach that one how to lie, the only animal that funny is hyenas and the occasional man. A few minutes and several phone calls later, I give into the pitifulness of the situation and return the key to Lizzy, and over the chorus of "That is not nice..." Anna and I decide we need to continue this practical joke thrend. So in the words of Lizzybeth to Jordan's answering machine (hope Wes doesn't get this message first, who knows what another military boy might take it as...) "THIS IS WAR!" |
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