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Surprise party!
Here is a surprise, it was not my surprise party! There was another girl in my group that had her birthday coming up. It was a blast. She was told initially that it would be my surprise party, but when she got there she was told that I found out and did not want a party, and my best friend and I were currently in a huge fight. I have no clue why people find it so easy to believe that I am a complete schmo about things. It is almost offensive. Anyways, when she got down to the basement we all jumped up from behind the couches (Thankfuly freeing my best friend from the class A view of my butt, her poor eyes!) Yelling "Eaaaaayyyyuhhh..... Where's Karl?" We are so mean to her some times. Karl is the birthday girl's made up boyfriend. She is a really sweet and innocent girl, but it is so fun to tell everyone that she has this boyfriend. The worst part about it is that everyone believes us over her. "Her boyfriend Karl, yes, he is from Guatamala. He is a sweatshop worker, he makes carpets. He is an exchange student, he loves her very much." The story just get weirder and weirder. At the party we added that he had a mullet. The birthday girl yelled "HE DOES NOT! I mean there is no... erg!" I do not know why he has a mullet, I think it has something to do with a math teacher at our school that has one. The mullet is his trademark. Well, we watched "Monty python and the holy grial" (One of the best movies ever made) and ate alot of things that we would later regret, like the pizza with olives on it. What was I thinking? Then we all left with a bunch of hair and skin products because the girl who threw the party knows a girl who knows a guy that works at the company that makes them. Man I wish I were not a hermit and had connections. Phooey.
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