Okay, so here is the absolutely true tale of Harrison Ford being dead:
Once upon a time, I had a party. And my parties are epic bacchanals with drinking and lowered inhibitions. I used to have a life-sized replica of Han Solo frozen in carbonite, and it got hella molested at one of these parties.
So, anyway, during one party, I disappeared to my office to “check my email.” This should have been clue number 1 that I was up to something, because who checks their email during a party? But my drunken friends were too far gone to see this.
After an appropriate length of time, I go out of my office and go, “Oh my God, you guys! Harrison Ford died!”
And everyone goes, “WHAT? HOW? OMG!” And I was like, “I don’t know, it was a heart thing, apparently. He died like, three hours ago, it was on TMZ.”
Only one person in the room didn’t believe me. My husband goes, “Whatever. Shut up.”
It was the best party prank ever.
