My Pineapple fell in the Cake

My pineapple fell in the cake.

Except it wasn't a real pineapple. It was a plastic pineapple cup that we got at our cast party. And I dropped mine in the cake.

SPACE camp was almost over, the play was all done, the set had been struck, and it was cast party time. Excited people poured into a room decorated with grass skirts and flower leis and the occasional shrunken head.

At our seats there were these cool pineapple shaped cups that we were going to drink smoothies out of. When I went up to get food, I brought my pineapple with me to get some smoothie.

I was holding a plate and that pineapple and when I got to the end of the line I wanted to take a fork and knife and spoon. I kind of balanced my pineapple with my plate hand, and then, all of a sudden, my pineapple toppled over kind of and fell into the side of the cake.

Then, for some reason, I started laughing really hard. I returned to my table and laughed out "My pineapple fell in the cake!"

The person sitting across from me started laughing as well, and we were just sitting there, laughing, and nobody could figure out what was so funny.

Eventually, the cake was cut and eaten. Somebody realized there was a sort of indent on hers that was imprinted with a crisscross. I started laughing. That must have been the pineapple.

-Marianne