Oooh, I can’t WAIT to hear about her reaction… 
worships Scylla, the Master of Pure Evil
For the benefit of new folks that don’t grasp the Scylla - blimp connection, it’s all laid out here in a classic tale.
You know, to be **REALLY ** evil, one of us should go over there and burn down the garage.
*After * he parks the Odyssey inside.
I’m really glad I’m not married to you.
“Emotional rollercoaster”? :dubious: 
And it’s “Odyssey” with one d and two s’s.
Dude, if you get home to find another minivan in your driveway, it’s your own damn fault.
Scylla?
Are you dead yet?
Where’s the Angel of Death thread? I’ve spent the last ten minutes searching for it and I can’t find it.
Trust me, guys, Scylla has nothing but the highest respect for his wife. He adores her. He is in awe of her. She can kick his ass in karate.
This is not a sick game. This is a chance to see delight and joy in his wife’s eyes, as once again, Her Shining Prince comes through.
Shirley, he’s not going to be dead til after he gets home from work with the Odyssey. He’s still got a few hours of life left.
I’m not giving up my name.
With a username like Scylla, he should know this.
Given that Ulysses had to literally go to Hell and back for his Odessey, I think Scylla could have put the Angel of Death through worse for hers.
Thanks gotpasswords I had forgotten about that story.
The suspense is killing me. Can’t wait to hear how this ends.
If you were my husband I’d kill you filthy.
Of course if we were married we wouldn’t have any (biological) kids so we wouldn’t need a van.
If my husband flat-out lied to me like that, we would be heading for marriage counselling. But your mileage is obviously varying.
I’m not condoning the lying. But there’s a difference. Scylla is setting up his wife for a nice surprise. How many of us have thrown surprise parties, or pretended to forget a birthday or an anniversary? My BIL lied to his wife on her birthday, saying he was taking her out to dinner, but then made up a story as to why they had to stop by our house, where 50 of her friends were waiting to surprise her.
Now, if the Evil were lying to cover up something bad, I’d be the first to land on him with both feet. But that’s not his intention here.
Scylla, you’re a bastard. I love it.
You know, the exfiance who used to beat me would do the exact same thing. For 7 months he promised me we would do various things [go to the beach, go see Williamsburg, go home to visit my parents] and no matter what, something would always come up but mysteriously be cancelled just in time to not be able to do the previously promised activity. I was promised that I would get new clothing to replace stuff that was going tits up, but we never managed to get somewhere they had the items, or we never had the money [though he had the money to do his stuff, and get the things he wanted] I was promised a stove that worked properly, but it never materialized. I was promised a lot of things.
Remind me to dance and spit on your grave.
IT IS NEVER OK BECAUSE YOU EVENTUALLY COME THROUGH WITH SOMETHING.
Fucktard
Someday when I grow up, I want to be as evil as Scylla.
There is a real reason that I come to every thread I notice he has a part of… great show. I hope you survive the night (and get lucky! 
) for your efforts.
This is why he is Evil.
But that doesn’t matter. One day we will all face the unforgiving blade of the reaper. Good or evil does not matter when this comes. What matters is how you die. How will you greet death, Scylla? With honor, braveryand Defiance? Or cowering like a fearful child when the village is attacked?
I would not call you evil Scylla, you are however, a tad on the bratty side of the house.
I think what you are doing for your wife is wonderful, although she may smack you and hug you at the same time for putting her though so much pain. I am sure you will get payback for this.
If Cardsfan did this to me, I would be thrilled he could actually keep a straight face for months on end with the surprise. He normally caves in after a few days, just like I do, which is why we stopped giving each other presents. We just can not keep a secret from each other.
Kudos my dear for such a wonderful surprise for your wife.