Tonight was Elder Cox’s birthday, and a bunch of folks from church threw a surprise party for him. It’s really kinda cool, there are a couple church folks who have gotten in the habit of throwing surprise parties for everyone that has a birthday—it started with mine back in August, and there’ve been at least five or six since. Tonight’s was a bit different, though, as Elder Cox is a pretty old fella (he turned 70 today), and when he turned on the lights and we first started clapping and singing, he jumped so bad I was afraid he was gonna have a heart attack. Our ninja hiding skills are a bit too honed, I suppose.
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Okay, what I really want to know is, did you call him "baby"?
I love how you described the situation so vividly...I'm glad he didn't have a heart attack, too. So, your ninja skills are pretty sharp, eh? Well, I do not think I have the specific training, but I *am* dancing tomorrow night at the social dance lab, and maybe my west coast swing skills would transfer to the art of ninja.
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