So, I got an unexpected text message last night from Becca about 30 minutes after I'd gotten off work, saying to meet them at Walmart, and dress all in black. This means one of two things: Either someone has died and we're holding the funeral somewhere in Walmart, orrrr...Toilet Papering Night!
Fortunately it was the latter of the two (although I was really looking forward to making an emotional speech to...someone). So, Miss Becca as well as the lovely Heather and younger brother Paul, we set off to get our ammunition and supplies. We stocked up on Angel Soft brand TP (only 4.78 for 24 rolls) and bought a 24-pack for each of us, giving us 96 rolls of toilet paper (double that if you count them being 2-ply, heh). We also got some silly string, glow sticks, and forks. Heather and I went off to go look at gloves and jackets (she just got a really nice leather coat at Burlington...hmm..I should probably stop by there today) and the other two went to do...stuff.
Finally we were finished and were at the checkout lane. Paul and Becca come by bearing a large bag with what appears to be a bowl in it. Inside of this bowl is a small plastic bag filled with water and...a fish. So they got a fish to put on the doorstep, then changed their minds and decided to keep it. (Side note: strange deja vu about writing this post before..)
Anyway, to sum up we got to their house (around 10:30) and waited till things got dark, street lights, etc. Finally we started. It took us an hour or so, but man, we got them GOOD. Their front yard was a jungle of TP, and their tree had some really tall branches I managed to snag.
Then, with only a little bit of work left to go, we see a car coming down the road. We all "hide", but then the car slows down...and stops right in front. "Oh no, maybe it's a cop" we say. Then one of the family residents walks out, Allie, the eldest sister. She had just gotten back from a concert (we thought she was home because we saw her car there). She loved it! Fortunately she didn't blow our cover and after taking some pictures (which if I get a hold of them I will post them) we booked it home!
It was a really fun night, and nice to just spend time with people without the associated drama of the past month or so.
PS. "Little Fishers" lasted about 4 hours before dying. He made it home alive, was put in his bowl and fed, then....they found him motionless, dead, upon the bottom. We had a nice ceremony for him. Paul theorized he "drank too much water".
Goodbye little 28 cent fish. Goodbye.
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