Cassie and I were up at the Admissions office of Friends university.   It was some sort of a visit day, so as usual, the staff had provided lots of available food for students to consume.  I grabbed a couple and ate them joyfully.  People were happy, spirits were high.  Nobody had any idea of the events about to transpire between my sister and I.

The red in her hair is blood from her victims.

We were exchanging banter.  Mild jokes, goofing off.  Generally having a nice time.   I don’t remember exactly how it was instigated.  I believe I told Cassie to open her mouth, as I was going to toss a donut hole for her to catch.  She planted her foot, stood strong, and prepped for the throw.  I took this as a challenge and decided that it would be funny to throw the donut hole as hard as I could straight at her face, mostly for the humor of a donut hole bouncing off her forehead in front of a bunch of people.

This is what it looked like for the other people.

The donut hole shot into her mouth at high velocity, causing her to be very startled, choke a bit, cough out the donut hole, and look at me with the most fantastic, full of alarm, startled, about-to-die-laughing facial expression I’ve ever seen.

Everyone burst into uproarious laughter.

You wish you were there.  You know you do.