tales of evil

to those of you who have doubted the evil in me i will relate this story as proof.

when i was in college we had those dry-erase boards on our dorm room doors so we could leave messages for each other, blablabla. okay. so one day my friends' dry-erase board (first door of the hallway) had a cute happy picture of a little boat out on the ocean on a sunny day.

(evil raise of eyebrow...)

my friend cat and i embellished on the events of that fateful sunny day.

we changed the smiley face in the sun to a scowl. we drew sharks in the water. we drew a pirate ship shooting cannonballs at the happy little skiff. we drew exclamation points over the stick figure protagonist's head to signify his distress over the holes we had drawn into his sinking craft....

i don't remember what else we drew, but you get the idea. i still laugh out loud when i think of what we did. i mean, it was just funny!

i don't know if cat and i ever revealed ourselves as the ones who committed this dastardly deed. hmm, i seem to recall that we actually sort of caused some sadness amongst the residents of that room, our very good non-evil friends, which was most certainly not our intent. as a matter of fact, it never even crossed our minds that feelings could get hurt. we did not mean to be malicious. i was then sorry that our gleeful immature little-boyish prank-stunt had hurt someone.

but-- it's funny! it is still so funny to me, even after 10 years! i just can't help it, i'm laughing aloud again, and pretty hard!

ohhhhhh, sigh. deep breath. shake of the head. i TOLD you i'm evil.