Not a patch on Enzyme's, but at university one of the girls in our shared house was not a student, and worked nights.
As such, it was always a bit weird encountering her at 7 or 8 in the morning, when she'd be cooking some chili and pouring herself a glass of wine for her "evening" meal.

One day I'd decided to skip lectures and wank instead, or similar - whatever the reason, I was left alone in the house that morning.

I heard her key in the door, and thought of a lovely surprise for her.

"Hellooo!" she called, as usual.

The silence that greeted her was unsurprising, and thus she made her way down the hallway, her heels clicking.

Hung up her coat.

Bag onto the bannister.

Walked into the kitchen.

Where, from the understairs cupboard, I jumped out, as my lovely surprise, screaming "RAAAARRRRRR!"

She smashed me 'round the face and ran upstairs to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her, where I found her sobbing heavily; she slapped me again, and refused my attempts to put a comforting arm around her.

Bitch. Crying is NOT winning.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 4 Apr 2013, 12:50, 4 replies)

Pfffft.
:D
( stuj (^(^;;^)^) GO TEAM SPIDERS!(^(^;;^)^), Thu 4 Apr 2013, 12:55, closed)

I like this. It's delightfully silly.

( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Thu 4 Apr 2013, 12:57, closed)

Not even surprise crying?
Top scaring, though.
( .Yeti. El amor en los tiempos del cólera, Thu 4 Apr 2013, 14:07, closed)

Crying is blackmail
don't put up with that shit
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Thu 4 Apr 2013, 14:09, closed)