Ladies and Gentlemen, I've Met My Match...

One time, when I was around 18-20, I had to tell my father something that he wasn't going to be happy about. I don't remember what it was, so let's just say I had to tell him I wrecked my truck.

So, I was scared of that look I was going to get, and possible punishment of some sort. In order to soften the blow, I came up with a failproof idiotic plan.

The plan was that I would tell my dad that I was pregnant (I wasn't, and had no danger of being so), and then just as he recovered from that news, I would say, "Just kidding, dad! I got into a car accident. But it could be worse! I could be pregnant! Please don't be upset?"

Oh, wow. What a child I must have been to raise...

So, fast forward to yesterday.

As you know from my last post, I have a boyfriend. He is a lot of things including, but not limited to, funny, caring, quirky, compassionate, and adorable. What I didn't expect is that he would have the same twisted sense of humor that I do.

::Insert conversation::

Me: Hey, babe. If you need any hints for Christmas, I'm out of this lotion from Bath and Body Works. I'm easy to buy for :)
Jeff: (With a smile) Oh, I already know what I'm getting for you...
Me: Really? What's that?

::Dramatic Pause::

Jeff: An engagement ring.
Me: ::Chokes::

I do need to remind here that we, at this point, have been together for less than a month. So, yeah. It's kinda soon for me to be ring-shopping. ;)

After scrambling to make sure no feelings were hurt, I was informed that he was just joking for shock purposes.

What?!?!

Who does that?

Oh, wait.

Me.
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P.S. After my father recovered from the shock of the possible knocked-up daughter, he looked me in the eye and said, "Don't you ever do that to me again." I didn't. :)