Pink Flamingo Prank

Monday, July 4th, 2005: My parents rule. They are screwing with their neighbors out of boredom. My dad happened to have a pink flamingo, for whatever reason. So around midnight one night, he has my brother walk across the street and stick it in some old lady’s yard. This old lady has a very strict personal schedule each day so they knew that she would walk outside to get her paper at exactly 7:10 in the morning. So they were at the window, waiting for her to notice it. She sees the flamingo, stares at it for awhile, walks a circle around it, looks really confused and goes back inside. Shortly after that, probably after conversing with her husband on the matter, she went back outside and pulled the flamingo out of the ground and put it in their shed in the drive way.

The next night, around midnight, by brother sneaks over and takes the flamingo out of their shed. He puts it in a different spot in their yard. The process repeats with her staring, looking confused and walking circles. This time she doesn’t throw it in the shed. She pulls it out of the ground and puts it in another spot in her yard. The next night, my brother lays some pink plastic easter eggs under the flamingo, giving the impression that it’s laid some eggs. The old lady hasn’t done anything about the eggs yet and they’re still there. If you look closely in the picture, you can see them. Their next plan, my dad tells me, is to buy some baby plastic flamingos and put them under the big flamingo to make it appear that the eggs have hatched. I asked when he was going to tell these old people that he was responsible and he said never. That rules. I had to scold them for not videotaping her confusion, though. I snapped the picture myself as I was leaving.

Anyway, we did the rest of the fireworks from my house tonight. A neighbor lady brought over a ton her own and shared with us, which was really cool. Managed not to blow up any people or set any roofs on fire.