The Exploding Box

Last Christmas Eve, my family and I attended our church’s Christmas Eve candle light service as we do each year. Afterwards, unbeknownst to me, my friend had a scheme to give me the most unforgettable Christmas present I had yet to receive.Somehow, my friend had managed to plan a big plot to deliver a large, ominous, black box to my family and have them place it in the back of our van– without me knowing it.

I knew something was up. My brother and my friend were scampering suspiciously around the church parking lot, and there was a lot of whispering among my friend and my family. Anywho, I figured out that he had given my family something for me.

My family and I loaded up in our van, and then we left church and headed to the pizza parlor to buy our traditional Christmas Eve cheese pizzas. The box bounced around in the back of the van. I giggled nervously, prying my family for clues of whatever in the world my friend had given me. (Knowing him, it could be anything.)  

Unfortunately,  their lips were sealed. 

The box kept sliding around, and I was growing more and more apprehensive by the minute. 

Finally, we got home. Someone in my family brought the box into our house and set it on our kitchen table. Then, I had to wait (and wait and wait) to open the scary box of death  while my family and I took our annual picture for a picture frame ornament. 

At last, I was able to open the mysterious box. My friend wrote the instruction on the box for me to guess what was inside of it and write my guess on the box. I had no clue, so, under the circumstances, I naturally guessed that it was an inflatable baby giraffe. (What would you have guessed?)

Then came the glorious moment. My brother told me that I had to flip off the lid of the box, while pulling the attached string. (By this point I was terrified, but I trusted my friend enough to believe that he wouldn’t kill me.)

I took a deep breath, and pulled the sting and flipped the lid.

This video is what happened next…

So, maybe I didn’t get an inflatable baby giraffe. However, I did get an exploding box of confetti, chalk, clothespins (an inside joke) and a very funny memory.It was the most creative, memorable, terrifying gift I have ever received.

The End :)

(Note: the next time my friend was at my house, he set up the box without the confetti and with just the clothespins. That worked much better. If I can find the video of that I will post it.)