I thought it was time. But it wasn’t.
I yelled, “Surprise!” Prematurely and Immaturely.
Which turned out to be more truthful than you can imagine. The lone victim of my well-meant outburst caused the individual to cease and desist.
Let’s try that again:
The lone victim of my well-meant outburst caused the individual to decease and resist. Well, the resistance came first. His hands flashed forward, in an attempt to stop my joyous ill-timed outburst. Then, almost at the last minute, he grabbed a weapon. A lamp, that he tried and failed, fling it at me. Since the lamp was still plugged and his attempt so poor and last-minute, his arm found itself twisting at an odd angle, which caused the rest of his body to follow suit, bending him back, which his legs then tried to overcompensate for, which ultimately failed as well, causing him to lose his balance.

So he fell, which, and which, and which…

Well, you get the picture.

But I really thought it was time to yell, “Surprise!”