Aw man... that's a hard list to narrow down from.
Probably the one I had the most fun with is after eleven f*cking restraining orders, theEx hired a private detective agency. So I had my own paparazzi for a few weeks. Early on I amused myself by making a tour of every fast food place in the city. Bought a $1 water at each. Other times I'd just pick a random car and follow them, so we became this ridiculous 3 car convoy weaving through the city. Later, I decided to see how far they were willing to drive. :sneaky: The answer, by the way, is Utah. Only about a 900 mile drive from my house. Pansies.
I still wonder what his bill was for that little road trip.
Another upside; my son got really good at spotting a tail. Some of their drivers were pretty decent. <laughing> & We totally Vogue! 'd it up a few times for the camera. Too short silk kimonos & green face goop, all black with ski masks, Halloween costumes. Go buy tampons. Come home. I put the kibosh on nekkid except for red paint & hula skirts. I think my son still hasn't forgiven me for that one. By the time he wore me down they'd stopped the 24/7 surveillance.
Someone wants to play crazy? Crazy is my home court, son.
