Where did you leave the rubber glove?
Aw, dang.
All that time, all that effort. A beautiful, perfect, positively sublime practical joke ruined by a minor unforseen circumstance. You must have been so deflated. If only…
I liked Zebra’s comment the best. If I pulled something like this on my girlfriend I’d get “I keel you feelthy” while she chased me around the house trying to clobber me with whatever object came to hand. Laughing the whole time.
I suppose it must be some consolation to know that the whole deal got busted simply because your daughter loves you so much that she waits at the window for you to come home.
Chewie, if you weren’t already married… shakes head laughing 
Chewie, please don’t take out your frustration and disappointment on us mere mortals. Rather, hone the energy and fire into your next great masterpiece.
Coming so close to the finish line this time, I suspect the next one will be so over the top it may never be equalled in recorded time.
Scylla, you are NOT evil. The fact that you didn’t take in the Daughter Factor shows your weakness and your lack of foresight. True Evil takes into consideration all possible scenarios and ramifications and outcomes.
I trust you will take this into account for your next foray into trickery. You are well on your way to evil, but you are not there yet. Keep working at it.
(I feel so cheated. I was so looking forward to the big surprise. Somehow programming the GPS in Spanish doesn’t make up for it.)
I kind of did take it into account. I always knew the weak point of the plan would be pulling into the driveway and down the lane until I parked in the garage. I would be potentially visible for about 30 seconds.
I put my chances at 7-10 of making it unseen. I thought about leaving it down the lane (but that seemed contrived and unstylish.) I also thought about leaving the car somewhere, getting a ride home (pretending I had parked my car in the garage unseen,) and then driving out to the car.
In the end I decided that just pulling in with it would be pretty evil after all I did to convince her it wasn’t coming.
But, I agree, having her first see it when she opened the garage door would have been best.
But you didn’t make plans to counteract the Daughter Factor. You left things to chance. Therein lies your weakness.
(Jeez. I feel as if I’d been cheated out of an orgasm.) 
Discuss changing Scylla’s username to Chewie with SDMB staff.
Cajun Man
for the SDMB
Note to the humor impaired: the above is called a joke.
Cajun! You’re not supposed to let him know!
I should indeed let him know. Now he doesn’t know whether it’s really going to happen or not.
evil grin
…Oooo. Now that’s evil. 
This is so typical. No karmic retribution for all my myriad evil deeds, yet, just once, I tell a self-abasing story in order to reach out and promote understanding with a troubled person who misinterpreted…
and I’m Chewie.
Reminds me of a really horribly offensive and unPC (but funny) joke.
I know the one you speak of. Ian the Bridge-Builder, yes?
That’s the one.
Right!..Chewie.
And where can those of us who don’t know this joke find it?
In post 51 of this thread.
(Chewie, I gotta remember that one…)
I think he means the joke about the bridgebuilder…
You can email me and I will tell you the joke.
OMG!! They DID IT! BWAAAAAAA HAHAHAHAHAHA!!
OMG, I just typed OMG. Someone shoot me, for I have been surfing the internet for far too long.