My cousin, the evil mastermind
I've always known that my cousins are smart. I didn't quite know they were evil geniuses till yesterday.
Some random boy has been calling my cousin and harassing her over the phone - calls about 30 calls a day, wanting to meet her, to go for coffee, to know her name (in that order, she says). I suggested a few remedies - that she agree to meet the boy at some place, arrive there and in a short while I would walk in and scare the living crap out of the boy. She figured this was too violent for her tastes and decided she would rather ignore all his calls, hoping that he would soon go away.
But he didn't. So she came up with a dastardly plan. The next time this boy called, this is what she did:
She: I have something to ask you.
Pinprick: Of course.
She: Do you really like me ?
Pinprick: Of course I do !
She: Really ?
She: If you truly like me, then please, promise me you will never call me again.
She: See, you said you really like me. How can I trust you if you don't listen to me ?
Pinprick: Ummm... alright, I promise.
She: Good. Good night then.
I tell you, I was stunned. Not as stunned at the fact that the little dick was actually stupid enough to fall for this, but more so by the fact that my sweet little cousin actually thought of this. I can only imagine the plight of this boy, running around the streets naked, screaming, caught in this nice little Catch-22.
If I ever need a mastermind to orchestrate my plans for World Domination, I now know who my right hand woman will be.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.