Brownies Anyone?

My apologies for the lack of posts for the last few days. I’ve moved back to college and dorm life is just too exhilarating.

On Saturday I gathered in a dorm room filled with my best friends, who I hadn’t seen much over the break. We played every card game known to man and caught up on our latest happenings, but the highlight of the night was a not-so-sweet surprise.

My friend, Lauren, went to her room to grab something. When she returned, she brought a small package, wrapped in aluminum foil. “Hey you want a brownie?”

“What kind of a question is that?” was my reply. A couple of my friends of course felt the same way.

She passed the package around and none of us bothered to look at them. I mean… they were brownies. I took a big bite expecting chocolaty goodness but that was not what hit my tongue. You know the smell of a musty basement in an old house? That’s what it tasted like. Gently, I swallowed. What was I supposed to do? Throw it away and say they were the worst brownies I’d ever eaten? So, I took another bite and struggled to get it down. Looking around, I noticed none of the others looked very pleased, nor were they saying how good the dessert was.

Lauren just sat there and smiled. Then, she slipped a giggle.

I had half of it left. “Okay,” I thought, “I’m going to take one big bite and get it over with,” and so… I stuffed the rest in my mouth.

Lauren’s words will haunt me for the rest of my life. “By the way, those had mold all over them.”

“What?” someone managed to get out.

“I just found those. They’ve been in my room all of last semester!”

There was a mad dash to the nearest trashcan as I could feel my stomach flip. We all began spitting out the remaining fungal growth and gagging like I’d never heard to the accompanying cackles of Lauren.

Although that was one of the grossest things I’ve ever done, I’ll hand it to her… that was one of the greatest pranks ever.

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