It's not to often that I get to pull off pranks completely and totally but I was blessed enough to have such an experience about a month ago.
It all starts with a challenge. My friend told me that they were going to have a fire and light off fireworks that night. I was like "Sweet, what time?". I was then informed only boys were invited. Unbelievable!
Anne a friend and fellow prankster was kind enough to let me know that she knew were the fire would be and most importantly she would be in on any prank I could devise. Always good news : ) So I told her to give me a call when they left.
At about 9pm Anne called to let me know the guys had left. I told her to get her snow gear on and I would meet her in about 15 minutes. I figured what we could do was steal their fireworks and light them off a safe distance away.
We took the car to Simms hill and then made our way through the trees to the Copper river over look. Their fire was on the edge of the cliff down on a ledge what I did not anticipate was the 50 ft clearing surrounding their fire. The only option was to army crawl as close as I could with the hope that they wouldn't see me.
I made my way through the snow on my belly closer and closer 50ft then 40ft, 30ft, 20ft finally 6ft. There were about 15 guys right there and they didn't see me! I could believe it but there was no time to contemplate my good fortune. I had to make my move. I jumped up and then down onto the ledge and into the firelight. They just looked at me. I saw a bag and asked if it had fire works in it. One of the guys said yes and that's all I needed. I grabbed the bag and jumped up over the ledge and fled across the clearing and towards the car.
Nothing happened! I made it all the way to the car.
Meanwhile back in the woods Anne was watching the boys. They had no idea what had just taken place it took them a good couple minutes to figure out I had been there then another few minutes to figure out I had taken their fireworks by the time they got it together I was already back to Anne in the woods. It couldn't have gone more perfect.
So we had the fireworks the next step was obviously to light them. Anne had heard the boys discussing which fireworks I had and apparently I had a mortar. She thought that you put it down the tube and then light the fuse and let her go. So I did.
It was perfect right as I lite the fuse the guys saw us but it was to late. The mortar went off and it was just beautiful. After enjoying the moment I ran into the woods and was shortly tackled and whitewashed but it was worth it. We gave back the rest of the fireworks warmed up by the fire and went on our way.
Moral of the story is girls like fires and firework too.
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