Punk'd

Itchy and I were coming back from the store yesterday and we were reliving one of the all time best practical jokes I pulled off on Norm. Austin Kutcher would have been proud... to bad I didn't have a camera to capture and relieve the memories. Let me recap for you what happened…

Several years ago I went to pick up Norms new car. I was turning in her Barney mobile for a new Jeep Liberty from the dealership. I went to where she was and surprise her with it. She was geeked about her new ride and wanted to test drive it. We were going home so I asked her if she wanted to race home. She agreed after the kids where saying “yea let do it!” Itchy came with me and Scratchy went with Norm. She was in front of me and as she was driving away from me, I hit the release hatch button on the spare set of keys that I had. The lift gate glass released and she slowed down and pulled over into a subdivision. She stopped and I looked at her inquisitively. She looked back at me like she had no clue what just happened... She closed the glass hatch and as she did I popped it back open. She closed the hatch again and I popped it open again. Itchy was now laughing and Norm was getting mad as she didn’t know why this was going on. I rolled my window down and asked her what’s going on… she responded with a shrug of her shoulders and a “I don’t know…. I think there is something wrong with the car.” I said “try it again… and this time, hold the glass door in place when you closed it.” She looked at me in that “what kind of an idiot are you... why should that work?”

She closed the glass door again and held it there. This time the door didn’t open. (Hallelujah… it’s a miracle) She looked at me as if I had “The Knack”. (But that is another story) I looked back at her with that “I told you so look.” She looked back at me and smiled. She walked back to drivers’ side door… opened it… got in… and as soon as she closed the door, I released the hatch again. Itchy was beside herself, and I was struggling to contain myself. She got out and stormed to the back of the car. She was now furious. She slammed the hatch again and I released the hatch again. I told her to hold it down again. She looked at me and if her look could kill I would have been six feet under. She closed the hatch again and held it in place for about a minute. I didn’t do anything. She looked at me with a little less malice and walked back to drives seat. She closed the door again and I popped the hatch again. As she stormed out of her car and thundered her way towards my car she was about to throw her keys at me as I raised the other key fob and laughed. Itchy was cracking up and I couldn’t contain myself any more. I put my car back into drive and raced back to our house. I beat her home and when she caught up, she laughed and said that I got her good. I told her that I was sorry but it was just getting too funny for me to stop.