I constantly try to freak out my friends... It's kinda my thing... That being said, I have a story to tell.
Me and my friends get together for a week every year during Wintereenmas. Pretty standard, right? Well, we're at Frank's place, and he tells us he has to pick up his sister from work and asks who wants to come. All of us follow him, because we really like making fun of her. It isn't until we're waiting in the parking lot that I notice, and bring the attention of others, that the car is full and Frank's sister is not yet here.
Eventually, we decide that I will sit shotgun with a friend in my lap (because I am large and he is small, meaning the least possible chance of being crushed by another) with the others all sitting in back.
Of course, my friend makes a huge mistake. He says, "this is so gay," and I think/say "You have no idea."
So, the entire way home, I am trying to make him feel as uncomfortable as possible, breathing on the back of his neck, wrapping my arms around him, and at one point, pelvic thrusting.
My friends all found it hilarious... Except for the one who was sitting on my lap. He didn't talk to me for the rest of that week.
Have you ever been having a bad day (or morning) so to cheer yourself up, you consumed massive amounts of caffeine (that's what I'm doing right now)?