Take 18 teens make them do 3 hours of campgain calls, feed them pizza and coke, and then stick 14 of them in one van with two cellphones for 30 minutes. This is the result.

*beep beep beep-beep beep beep beep* *whole van* HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR MEGAN! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! *person who dialed* I love ya Megan! *pause* Isn't this Megan in Morocco? *shorter pause* WHERE'S MEGAN?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MEGAN?! *silence on the other end* ANSWER ME! I'M GOING TO CALL THE POLICE! *hang up*

We only did it to people we knew. We did to Cassie's sister, Gary H., Emily B., Sarah H., Luke B., and the best one was when Ethan did Mrs. W.. And we'll have to let the people know later that it was us. Except for when Ryan D. called our parents. We didn't want to do it because they would recognize their kids' voices. So Ryan dialed, we did the whole spill (except Ryan cut after the shorter pause says 'Oh sorry. Wrong number.'), and ask Ryan what they did. He said a guy answered it, laughed, handed it to a lady who laughed and said we had the wrong number. So we get home and walk in the door singing happy birthday to Megan again. And the whole fam. is just staring at us dumbly. "Didn't y'all get a phone call with a bunch of people singing Happy Birthday?" "No." "Oops. Wonder who did?"

And, that my friends, is the kind of wild things this insane person does when she gets around other fun and insane people.