My friend Cody came over last night for a short visit. Of course when he arrived he was very, very stoned and acting like the world’s biggest moron.

So naturally he ended up getting the munchies. I dragged him into the house and found him a bag of potatoe chips which he proceeded to stuff into his mouth in an attempt to eat as many as possible at one time.. when all of a sudden he stops and looks at me. Not knowing what’s going on I sit there and look at him with a questioning look on my face until finally his eyes get really big and he yells: “Oh my god… I’m a whore in the mouth!” referring to his magical pototoe chip stuffing abilities.

As if that wasn’t bad enough he starts playing with the plastic baggy when he’s done devouring the chips. Twisting a part of it round and round until a big bubble of air is sticking up at the top. I just sat back and waited, knowing it wouldn’t be long until I heard a loud pop as the bubble burst. Luckily I didn’t have to wait long but Cody’s reaction was next to priceless. He jumped off the bed, covering his eye with one hand and screamed ‘Cookie flew out and hit me in the face!’

Where he ever got the cookie from is completely beyond me so I couldn’t help but let out with a loud peal of laughter. Especially considering the fact that nothing had come out of the busted baggie in the first place but air.

Then for some strange reason he decided to take my compact and make faces at himself in the mirror. I turned away for a few minutes, fiddling with the playlist on my pc. When I looked back he had gotten a hold of the sponge and was liberally applying mass amounts of powdered makeup all over his face.

Stifling a giggle I quickly grabbed my small makeup bag and handed it to him. Low and behold the dumbass fell for the trick beautifully. He dug out all the makeup and proceeded to put concealer, blush, mascara and eyeshadow onto his face.

Once he was done I quickly asked a random question, knowing full well he’d forget he’d gotten into the makeup within five minutes. Once I got his mind thinking of an impossible answer (everyone should know that there are no australian aborgenes’ living in my backyard) I chimed in with ‘Hey, we should go to wal*mart!’

Being as messed up as he was he fell for it again. So we piled into the car and went to wal*mart just to walk around and browse random items. The best part was he never remembered he had makeup on his face. He was walking around wal*mart all dolled up trying to hit on girls and wondering why everyone was pointing at him.

It took everything in my power to suppress the urge to burst out laughing. Especially when we ran into two of our former classmates. Of course I did tell him what was going on when we got back to the car. The only thing he had to say about it was a dropped jaw and a desperate attempt at scrubbing it off while groping blindly for the rearview mirror.

Ah.. I love being devious. People who are stoned, or in any way intoxicated really should learn to stear clear of a sober, extremely devious girl named Melissa. Then again this prank wasn’t near as bad as the time when I made Britney cry after I’d convinced her that her leg had fallen off. It wasn’t as bad as the time when I dressed my friend Josh as a woman (complete with makeup, fake boobies and shaved legs) while he was passed out. I also put vaseline on every doorknob of his apartment to make things that much harder when he awoke from his drunken stuper.

I’m such a sweetheart, I know )

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