Prank of the week! [ACTION]

[laughafterme]

[The entire cafeteria is gift wrapped.

No! REALLY! It's all gift wrapped in funky designs! Anything you can imagine, it's there! Ribbons and bows included!

Chairs! Tables! Lunch trays! Spoons! Forks! Knives! EVERYTHING IS GIFT WRAPPED! Have fun unwrapping them.

And there is a pink gorilla sitting at a table, drinking tea from a very nice teacup and saucer.

It's apple tea, by the way.]

Comments

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

You never know when the rug will metaphorically be slipped out from under you, that's all.

[laughafterme]

[...OH NO!

It jumps onto the table and looks down over the edge of the table tentatively, looking around for a rug.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[she wags the tea spoon in mock disapproval] Now now, I did say it was a metaphorical rug. No need to get excited.

[laughafterme]

[AAAAAAnnnnd it slowly crawls back into its seat. That rug could be real!]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

If it exists it's certainly not in the cafeteria. That would be completely unsanitary, even for this establishment.

[laughafterme]

[The gorilla points over to a random spot.

See that rug?]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[Rose follows the finger, then raises an eyebrow and takes a nonchalant sip of her tea] I'm afraid that the barren state of that particular square of floor only serves to prove my point.

[laughafterme]

[IS SHE PRETENDING NOT TO SEE THAT RUG?!

IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH HER FINGER?!

The gorilla looks to its finger, wondering if it is broken. It scratches its head.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid if you're requesting I pretend you'll be faced only with bitter disappointment. My imagination leaves quite a bit to be desired.

[laughafterme]

[...so her finger IS broken! The gorilla looks defeated by that, and goes on to wrap its 'broken' finger in a few napkins!]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

You won't expedite the healing process much with those.

[laughafterme]

[THEN HELP A GORILLA OUT!

Gets on its hands and knees and begs for healing!]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

I'm terribly sorry, but you've come knocking on the wrong door. I am a doctor of the mind and nothing else.

[laughafterme]

[HOW COULD YOU MAKE A GORILLA CRY, ROSE?! HOW?!]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[by being the flighty broad that she is, that's how]

I suggest that if you want proper medical treatment you seek it elsewhere.

[laughafterme]

[But where, Miss Rose?! WHERE?!

The gorilla looks around, and under the table, then under Rose's seat, then under a plate.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

Where you find said attention is of no concern to me. I've done all that I can for you now.