Last Friday one of my friends asked if I was going to go to a departmental party. I told him that I wasn't because I'd forgotten about it, and had already told some people I'd meet up with them.
Friend: Oh really? Who?
Me: Your mom. We're going to hook up later.
Friend: You obviously haven't seen my mom. I'll show you some pictures and we'll put an end to this business right now.
Me: Maybe, but she'd be fine after a few drinks.
Later in the evening, once the departmental party was winding down, he texted my other friend to see if we were still out.
Text 1: Who's there?
Text 2 (a few seconds later): Not my mom.
My friend's text back: Your sister and your wife.
He showed up a few minutes later:
Friend 1: Where's everybody at? I was expecting a family reunion.
Me: They just left.
Friend 2: They needed to go clean up.
Friend 1: I hate you guys.
A few minutes later, Friend 2 leaned over and whispered to me, "I changed your name in the contacts list in my phone. Now it says [Friend 1]'s Mom. Text me something foul."
So I did.
He showed it to Friend 1.
The look on his face was priceless.