A few of you were nice enough (= bored enough) to read my last diary, concerning my best friend, his whining about not having the money to buy a steering wheel for the playstation3 he got himself so that me and him could re-live our youthful glory days, wasting our time playing Gran Turismo, and my great conspiracy with his girlfriend for me to buy him the wheel and her to hide it.
Welp... It's Christmas now... Here's the update.
(In case anyone wants to catch up on the back-story, here it be).
So the entire three or so day run-up to Christmas was not without danger of the bff and his zomgwhatsinthebox nature to ruin the surprise. He told me this morning that the surprise narrowly avoided doom from the very get-go:
bff: yah yah
you 2 almost got busted on the wheel
me: lols
how?
oh - when the boys were gonna open it the nite before?
bff: i was only one home when it came - was sooo close to opening it
me: oh my
hahahah
But he didn't open it, so disaster averted! He was a little bit nosey about it, and asked his gf, who told him it was something-she-knew-not-what for the boys, from their cousins. She then wrapped it accordingly, and took it with her to work the next day for safekeeping.
So we made it to Christmas day, the surprise's virtue intact. Next issue: The kids. After the bff got his ps3 set up this morning, the girlfriend sent him out to get some bread. When he gets back home, I get this from him:
bff: and the boys are playing gt5
me: and the fight for ps3 time begins
Steve: all updates done
damn near what [the girlfriend] said
me: hahahahah
bff: actually looks pretty decent on my tv
me: nice
[. . .]
bff: now i gotta come up with something to mount wheel to
me: omg you got a wheel?
Steve: shaddup
me: zomg thought u had to wait til next paycheck
and all grumpy cuz the gf wouldn't let you get craigslist cheapo ps3
BWAHAAHAHAAH
So the bff is happy, and his gf had a good time helping with the secret. The downside for her is that she now officially has 3 kids to look after, rather than the 2 she had yesterday. Oh well - not everyone can be a winner in these things, I suppose.
Oh yah - forgot about the title of this diary, The True Meaning Of Christmas. Woke up this morning, this was the first thing the bff said to me:
bff: thx assmunch
me: Hahahaahah
Xmas pwn best pwn
bff: sneaky bastids - the whole lot of ya
me: \o/
"Thx assmunch" is now officially The True Meaning Of Christmas. :)
And now I take my leave - bff has kicked the boys off the ps3 for a bit - time to get down to business (kicking his ass on Trial Mountain track) before I clean up and head to dindin with the fam. Merry Christmas Etc. to all of you!