Charlie and I had a great New Years Eve. Our church had a singing night/ pot luck/ white elephant gift exchange. The food was great and there was lots of junk to be enjoyed at the gift exchange. Charlie got stuck with a copy of Little Women.
At one point in the night, our song leader Jimmy was taking requests and writing them on a small pad of paper. It began to get a little chaotic with everyone shouting the numbers to their favorite songs. 338, 72, 850, 659, etc. Charlie then shouts out "991!" He laughs at himself and looks at me and says "There is no 991." Classic Stubbs, right?
About 20 minutes later, our song leader is going down his list of songs and says "ok, now how about 991!" Charlie looks confused a second and says to himself "but there is no 991." Then his eyes get really wide and he realizes that Jimmy actually wrote down the song he shouted. By then, all of the church members realize that Charlie has punked them.