So... I was goign to put this in my SB, but since we're all good now, it's so frieking hilarious, it deserves to be in here. The "incident" I spoke of in my last post? Okay... well, here's the full story. And the surprise ending.

Okay, so... I talkee to Cat on the phone yesterday, and he told me he was in a car accident, and that he was really sore, and tired, so he was going back to sleep and he would talk to me later. Well... me being me, I decide to be the good little fried that I try to be most of the time, and I decided to bring him his new shirt and a thing of ice cream cake that my mom ahd made for me going away.

So, I get to his house, see a red car that I take to be his bro's, and pull in next to it. I'm like... getting all this shit together to throw down in his room, figuring him to still be asleep n whatever drugs they've given him, and whatnot.

So, I knock on the door because all the lights are on, and no one's around. So... I saw his parent's lights on, and was like, eh, I'm not going to bother them. Creeping down the stairs all quiet like, I slip the door open and start in. Now, Cat has these bookshelves in his room, between the door and his bed, but there's like... foot-wide cracks in between the door and the book case, and between the book case adn his dresser. So... I look i the first case, see him sititng up, and am like, damn! I woke him up! But, keep going, figuring I'm jsut gonna skedaddle so he doesn't get pissy and whatnot. Then, in the second crack, I look again, tring to see whether he's truly awake, or just sleeping on pillows or whatever, and see two people in the bed. Now... what's going through anyone's head when they see two people in a dark room, with the blankets pulled up and the guy doens't ahve a shirt on? Oh wait... Prolly the same thing i was thinking.

So, I kept walking, becuase my brain hadn't quite translated the thought to my feet that I should stop and flee, so... I made it to the opening and looked agian, and they're BOTH watching me!!! So, I finally get my body under controll again, and turn quickly, throw the cake in the fridge, drop the bag on the floor, mutter somehting like... " Cakeinthefridgebagonthefloorbye!" and retreat as swiftly as possibly without cracking ym ehad open on the stairs.

On hte way out, I get in my car, start backing out, and notice that the car that I thought was in fact his bro's, is actually his gf's, and I'm like... Oops? So, I booked. And, after I got done cursing myself for being an ass, I started laughing. You know, that nervous, "Uh, I'm in deeeep shit and I know it, but holy crap that was funny!!!" And I'm laughing so ahrd, I'm crying, and before I know it, a bush had migrated into the front and underneath my car, and I was sititng in the woods, laughing until my ribs hurt and I couldn't breathe. When the urge to laugh passed, I put my car back in drive, wiped off my now soaking wet cheeks, and still chuckling quite loudly, I drove back home. OMG... What a fucking awkward moment. To walk in on two people... Oops...


Now... the good news!!! I'm not in trouble, there was nothing going on, and they laughed jsut as much as I did, becuase it was freiking hilarious. So now... now it's your turn. Laugh it up, big boy... Who else would this happen to?