4/20: The anniversary of the best game ever and the time I met death’s eyeballs. maybe.


Duddddeee…

So I was sitting here earlier and thinking about about things, and how about 6-8 years ago I had a truly epic day on the anniversary of tomorrow’s date, 4/20. I know this day might mean different things to different people, but to me.. it was a day of fun. It was a day of laughter. It was the day I have never been more sure that I was going to die. And I’m not even sure how much of this actually happened.

It’s one of those tales that has been told so many times to so many people, that the details have gotten hazy. Or maybe the details were hazy to begin with. Probably you’re ¬†going to think this is a tale that you really just had to be there for.. and you may be right… but still. I’ll let you be the judge, mmmkay?

The night before this epic day, one of my friends and I had gotten MIP (minor in consumption) tickets for sneaking shots at a bar. It wasn’t fun. I called my dad to tell him about the ticket and he was so angry that I was sure that he was spontaneously combusting on the other side of the phone. “Good God Carissa, another ticket? Do you know what you’re doing to me, DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO ME?” I know my dad ¬†well enough to know that when he gets like this the best thing to do is to cry. It doesn’t do any good, but he’s a sucker for tears and usually will at least cease with the yelling. Plus, like most times that my water works start a flowing, these were genuine tears. We got off the phone and I hung my head in guilt, but found some comfort in the fact that he would probably still love me regardless of the fact that he thought of me as a delinquent. My friend’s fate was a little worse than my own… Her parents decided that it was time that she move back home.

There was really no choice in the matter, the situation called for a little day time get-together to try to ease our depression. Unfortunately, one of my roommates had a bug collection due for a Biology class the next day, so she somehow talked the group of us into helping her out. At the time, I didn’t really love bugs, but obliged for the sake of friendship. (I really really REALLY love bugs now) (EXCEPT FOR ANTS) (AND COCKROACHES).

We split into teams of three or four and headed our separate ways in search of some bugs.

I remember this part clearly. There was a huge storm a brewin’. The wind had that electric feeling… the kind that makes you want to stand on top of the roof and Tarzan yelp. The kind of wind that makes you feel like an engine has revved up inside your soul and makes you want to run around an apartment complex naked.

Only what we did was so much better.

Although my friends will argue still about which of us truly came up with the “game,” I know it was me though. I don’t know how I know for sure, but I do.

So there we are, walking around looking for bugs with the electricity flowing through both the air and our souls, when I started singing “Looking for bugs in all the wrong places…”

And then it was born.

“The Bug Game.”

I know it doesn’t sound like much, but on that afternoon, and on many afternoons for years to come, “The Bug Game” provided my friends and I with hours upon hours of entertainment. And yet it’s so simple. Basically you just substitute the word “love” in any song for the word “bug.”

Examples: “And I will always bug you.”

“Gonna have to face it I’m addicted to bugs.”

“I don’t wanna lose your bug tonight”

“I’ll make bug to you, like you bug me to.” (You can really replace any word with bug, and it doesn’t have to make sense…)

“More than bugs to show you feel… that your bug for me is real…”

“I just called, to say… I bug you”

“You’ve lost that Bugging feeling..”

Ok so I could go one for years. Play along if you’d like, I dare you not to.

Moving on.. So yeah, this big storm is a brewing. We had long since quit collecting bugs, and put our main focus on “the bug game,” when we noticed that the sky had gotten even darker. I have always wanted to be storm chaser, but even these wall clouds got a fear going in my belly that have never since been met. The sky literally started swirling. We stood there with our mouths wide open as the tornado formed above us. That’s when the alarms started sounding. If you’re from the south, you know that although the tornado sirens are not uncommon, they have the ability to raise every hair on your body- even on the clearest of days.

Once the rain and hail started pouring down, I got my ass in the laundry room as fast as I could. For some reason (or a very obvious one) I knew that this was it for me. I gathered every pillow in the house and my cell phone and started shaking uncontrollably. All I could think of was my dad, and how I was going to die while he was so angry with me. So I did the natural thing and called my parents to tell them goodbye. Through tears I told them that I was about to die.

I think.

Anyway. The bug game? It’s really fun. You should try.

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  • http://www.nikkidz.blogspot.com Nikki

    I would have been worried if you went on with your bug collecting (and singing) and ignored the sirens.

    In celebration of this day…5 years ago, I ate 7 KFC biscuits. Yep, 7. They're like 200 calories each. Not counting the butter and honey.

  • http://edsfunnypages.blogspot.com Ed Adams

    Tornados and bugs???

    I may not sleep tonight.

  • http://kacysue.wordpress.com Kacy

    Bug me, Bug me Sayyyyy that you'll bug me…

  • ScoMan

    The bug game is made of awesome.

    “Can you feel the bug tonight?”… hehehehe…

  • ambermurphy

    if ever i'm in your arms again, THIS TIME, I'll bug you forever.

  • thebacksofmyeyelids

    Bug, bug me do! You know I bug you! I'll always be true! So ple-ee-ee-ease, bug me do….whoa-oa bug me do….

    I laughed out loud!

  • http://www.blogsareforlosers.com Sherri

    Okay, this is so weird – I know someone who does THIS EXACT THING but replaces the word “love” with “Bruce”. I'm not kidding. You two should get together and battle it out.

  • herding Cats

    “All you need is bug….”

    I like that game. I dislike the tornado part though.

  • http://karisa-tells-all.blogspot.com/ Karisa Tells All

    Oh my gosh I've called people to say my final farewells during a “tornado” so many times haha (but it's always been just a tornado watch). I am so unbelievably afraid of tornadoes. Did you actually see the funnel cloud? Did it actually touch down?

    If you wanna be my bugger, you gotta get with my friends…

  • http://www.depressionsandconfessions.com/ alexistlesa

    “i've found the greeeeeeeeeatest bug of all insiiiiiiiiiide of me!”
    walgreens probably has a cream for that.

  • Pollypoptart

    Oooh yes, I LIKE this game! Next time I'm drunk and with other people I'm going to get them to play it with me!

  • tobra

    You know what I do when the Sirens go off? I go outside to see if I can see the tornado! Like the one that came through last year in Lewisville I was standing in my hallway to my apartment getting hit with rain blowing through the hallway. Never did see it though.

  • http://lwww.lucysreality.com Lucy

    I suck at these games, I always forget to put the 'fill in' word and then I get all confused and then my friends just laugh at me. Really, I am a fairly bright person but I just have trouble with the whole substitute a word for this or that kind of thing(lol)

    Oh, and I bet you freaked your poor parents out!

  • http://www.mylittlebecky.com mylittlebecky

    doncha just love that moment when you realize *this* texas storm's gonna be “the one?” i think i love the bug game.

  • http://30isthenew13.blogspot.com Sada

    I would do anything for bugs, but I won't do that. Noo-oo, I won't do that.

    So, my college friends and I totally invented the sister of the Bug Game, in which we would take words in a song and replace them with “Fou,” the name of a dude who lived across the hall from us. We were only acquaintances with him, but HI! His name is Fou (rhymes with “you”)! Clearly there should be songs about him! Songs like “Everything I Do, I Do It for Fou,” “When I Think About Fou I Touch Myself,” “I Want Fou to Want Me,” “I'm Fou Sexy,” “Song Sung Fou,” etc. (I don't remember how it started, but for obvious reasons, Fou never knew about this game. Thank God.)

    But now! HOLY CRAP, CARISSA! Think of the immense joy that could come from combining these two games into one! I mean… “I Will Always Bug Fou”? “I Can't Make Fou Bug Me”? “(If Bugging Fou Is Wrong) I Don't Want to Be Right”? Sadly, I will be thinking about this for the rest of the night.

  • http://www.kidtogrownup.com/ BobbiJanay@Kid to a Grown Up

    Wow, what a night.

  • http://dibblyfresh1.blogspot.com Sadako

    Whoa the tornado sounds scary but the bug game is hilarious! I'm so gonna play it next time I'm in a large group of ppl.

  • http://www.candicedoestheworld.com Candice

    Hahahaha. Bug-huntin' in a Tornado. Sounds like a book.

  • http://www.candicedoestheworld.com Candice

    Hahahaha. Bug-huntin' in a Tornado. Sounds like a book.