Cheese-induced heart attack.

So there I am in my wee office, about to settle down to do some schoolwork, a little non-plussed after having watched last weeks new Dr Who. For non-plussed please read "really creeped out".

Hear a strange scuffling shuffling noise from the doorway and look round to see a fucking stone cherub looking at me. I jumped out of my skin and screamed bloody murder.

Cue Cheese falling over on the landing practically wetting himself laughing at his cunning master plan of sneaking garden ornaments into the house with the express purpose of scaring the bejeezus out of his poor girlfriend.

I'm still shaking and he's still sniggering. :cry::angry::cry:

Cheebus > *

cheeburger cheeburger

Bastard :glag:

That is just evil!



Wait a bit before you do it again Cheese :shifty:

That's fucking hilarious. I wish we had garden stuff here so I could creep out one of the roomies.

and whatever you do,don't blink.

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Originally Posted by Biggles

That is just evil!



Wait a bit before you do it again Cheese :shifty:

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The bastard did it again about an hour later, though this time he used no props, just stuck his head slowly round the door and murmered "Don't blink". Because it was quiet and I was concentrating I jumped a mile, screaming once more.

Naturally once I calmed down I shouted at him to knock next time, so naturally next time he did, suddenly and loudly, causing me to have minor heart failure once more.

I'm a nervous wreck now. :(

The man's a Cheesy genious. Fact.