December 15, 2003

Exposed!


The jig is totally up.

Not that it was *really* a secret anyway, but it all played out in such a way as to make it look as though it was a big secret exposed.

Through a long chain of Laurel and Hardyish events, Cake was twice approached with the question, "So, are you 'cake'?". Both times, he decided to take it as some kind of straight guy come-on because he didn't know what the hell was going on. Paul used my favorite retreat method ever: Pretend like you're even weirder than you actually are so that people excuse any conversational anomolies.

We kicked the Howard Dean support party and the "Come on, you girls! Just kiss for a second!" campaign out around 3:30. Threw around some Cleanup-Lite, and went to bed.

The next morning (see: 2pm), he gives up on the 'Why're you hitting yourself?' game and says "So, 2 different people came up to me and asked me if I was 'Cake' last night."

"Yeeaaaaaahhhh. well..."

So now that Cake knows that he's Cake, we embark on what may or may not be a new journey. Can I relay our exploits with twist in accuracy without being corrected or exposed? Maybe. Lets just say this:

If he says anything that doesn't match up with what I said, he's a dirty, filthy liar.

Posted by Sonya at December 15, 2003 10:24 AM
Comments

I can't. believe. I missed your party.
Sucky.

Posted by: dayment at December 15, 2003 12:03 PM

Sorry about that. Someone (the Tiny Roommate, I believe) had just asked me if I was flamingbanjo, and directly afterwards I met, uh, Cake in the Conference Room and became the second asker.
Had I known it was a secret, I would have endeavored to help you maintain your ruse. Because if shows like Laverne and Shirley and Bosom Buddies have taught us nothing else, they've taught us that when good friends get together to practice a harmless face-saving deception that rapidly snowballs into a series of increasingly outrageous cover-ups, hilarity will inevitably ensue, and in the end, a valuable lesson will be learned.

Posted by: flamingbanjo at December 15, 2003 03:26 PM

No problem, hotpants. Hilarity acutally did ensue, in the form of a half hour conversation that went like this:

C: "Cake what?"

S: "No, Cake is the noun, and there are 2 specific adjectives."

C: "Mister McNicey Cake"

S: "Um. 'Mister' isn't an adjective, really."

C: "Happy McRunning Cake"

S: "There's no 'Mc'. But you're right in choosing 3 words."

C: "Um. Tasty Lovely Cake"

S:"OOH! That's closer. Tasty is, in fact, the first word."

C: "Tasty Smelly McCake"

S: "THERE'S NO Mc!"

C: "Right, right..."

Posted by: sonya at December 15, 2003 03:54 PM

Weasles still eat my face when nobody's looking.

Posted by: sgnp at December 19, 2003 01:21 PM