Matt and I agreed never to speak of the incident again. Well, at least that was our initial reaction to waking up as a rather uhm, integral part of the Victoria Secrete window display. Once Chief Jeff arrived on the scene we agreed revenge was definitely in order. Ok, actually the revenge thing came up a bit sooner than Chief Jeff's arrival. If I had to pin point the idea, I'd put it at 24 seconds after we regained consciousness, that being the exact moment we discovered ourselves chained together by matching nose rings.
Chief Jeff seemed rather befuddled by the whole situation. "You say you just woke up this way? That the two of you are completely innocent victims of some elaborate practical joke?"
MM: Two words: Hudson Leick.
That seemed to clear things right up.
Jeff: "Oh, that Hudson..." ((inward chuckle))
MM: "Yeah, she's a real laugh riot." ((sarcasm unleashed)) Anyway, could you? ((indicating the nose chain))
Jeff: What do I look like? The fire department?
Matt: Trancer!
MM & Jeff: huh?
Matt: Oops. Did I say that out loud?
MM: Yes. Mind sharing with the group. ((vague recollection)) Oh wait a minute...
MM & Matt: ((muttering)) Trancer.
Jeff: Now do *you* mind sharing with the group?
MM: Uhm, I think Trancer may have been involved.
Jeff: Yeah right.
MM: No really, I have a very vivid vague recollection of Trancer...
Jeff: a vivid vague recollection?
MM: I see what you mean. But I *know* Hudson was involved.
Jeff: Your point?
MM: I see what you mean.
Jeff: Well as fun as this has been, I've got real crime to attend to. ((takes finger nail clippers from his pocket (it's best not to ask) and clips the nose chain holding Matt and Melissa together)) You two keep out of trouble. ((leaves))
Matt & MM: ((share a thought: DoH!))
MM: That's it. Something must be done.
Matt: I'm with you sister friend. ((someone has been watching a little too much Rosie O'Donnell))
MM: But what?
Matt: We could drop something of hers in the commode.
MM: ((mental note: get new toothbrush)) No, too obvious.
Matt: We could dress her up in the BGSB.
MM: Matt
Matt: Uhm, I mean you could dress her up in the BGSB.
MM: Matt.
Matt: Prank calls? Itching powder? I don't hear you coming up with anything.
MM: ((slow grin as idea forms)) I think the Goddess may have some of that stuff she put in my orange juice left.
Matt: perfect!
Matt and Melissa put together an elaborate plot that would have made those guys that specialize in elaborate plots proud.
Meanwhile, back at the bat cave, er I mean the Temple, Hudson and the Goddess were busy devising a little practical joke of their own. If anyone was wondering what tragic irony might look like, I would have to say an awfully lot like the Goddess and Hudson deciding to switch identities at the same moment that Matt and Melissa decided to get even with Hudson...not a pretty picture, I assure you.
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