Generally I don't get pranked on April 1st. Probably because I'm not a fucking idiot. Just a wild guess. My friends and family know that I wouldn't fall for anything that day (ie: That I am not a fucking idiot) so my cousin decided that she'd set the stage the day before.
And I fell for it. Hook. Line. And sinker.
And to be honest? It was pretty fucking good. Nothing bad happened. No one got hurt. And most of all there were no repercussions. But it did freak me out. And isn't that the point of a prank?
Ever heard of Canada's Worst Driver? Apparently they're on season 8. Who knew... ? Any ways, my cousin has been threatening to apply for years. At my expense of course. Because telling your cousin she's a terrible driver is funny.
IT'S LIKE I DON'T HAVE ANY FEELINGS.
On March 31st, our text messages went as follows:
It continued on for a bit...but this post is getting a little out of hand with the images don't you think?
But the bottom line is this: I believed her. And I was pissed. And I was also embarrassed.
The next day she stopped by my work to drop off the consent form. It took me all of 4 seconds for it to become abundantly clear. I was had.
Well played, Naomi. Well played