Scared my Housekeeper for Halloween

I scared the bejesus out of my housekeeper, Barb, who comes in twice a week to help me with my apartment. When she went down to put my laundry in the washers downstairs, I took out this bog monster that I had gotten from my local "Costumer," and attac hed it to the toilet seat and the toilet seat cover and went back to reading the paper. Well, a few minutes later, Barb came back in and started doing her thing. She got around to cleaning the bathroom. A minute or two after she went in, my brother and I heard a scream coming from the bathroom. Barb came out laughing and said she was going to get me for giving her a fit. My brother laughed his backside off because she is usually getting me with practical jokes like that. She was still chuckling about it later when she went home for the day.

Classic.

It's fun when you get to know a sense of humour.