A certain person in our church is going to have to suffer greatly for the pain he has inflicted on Kallie and me. Not merely in creating a monster whom we had to listen to the entire journey TO the OC, but for the fact that he likes the Powerpuff Girls. Not only that, but he can sing the theme song. We're talking the VERSE, not just the chorus.
So why does he have to suffer? I hear you ask.
Because we had that theme song in our heads the ENTIRE WAY BACK. 22 hours on a bus, with thinking, "Powerpuffs save the day!" But as if that is not bad enough, it's STILL in my head. And the virus is spreading. One of my work collegues, Jenna, is now singing it too. So vengence is in order.
So, our plan.
A (female) caregroup member will be talking suspiciously to JW (my brother). This will be pointed out, and the not-innocent-victim will go over. JW will make suspicious comments and/or moves. This will incite possessive rage of jellyfish proportions, and boy will tackle and aggresively apprehend JW. This will all be videotaped. It will then appear on You-tube, with all faces except victim's pixelated. We may even hack into the church PA and present our movie to a wider audience.
The Powerpuff Girls theme song will be the background music.