Best prank ever...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Back before Papa Zappa and I got hitched, I took a bunch of marshmallows and dipped them in melted chocolate, then set them on a plate to harden.

I also took several cosmetic puffs (fake cotton balls) and dipped them into the chocolate.

I took a plateful of this assortment over to my beloved’s apartment, and offered them to him. He ate one of the marshmallows with enjoyment. Then I twisted the plate so he’d get one of the ringers.

chomp. RRRIIIPPPP!

“This is CLOTH!!!”.

“What’s the matter, dear, don’t you LIKE cotton candy???”

I can’t take full credit for this, as I was inspired by a friend’s story of doing something similar, though adding the “real” candy was my own idea :smiley:

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in high school we convinced an especially gullible friend that potatoes grew in sacks to save time. We explained that the farmers put the potato seeds into sacks and stuck them in the ground so when it was time to harvest them you just pulled the sacks out of the ground and they were sent to market.

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ok, if we’re just doing gullible, we once convinced a girl that the word pterydactyl was pronounced with the opening “p” because they made the word up and why would anyone make up a word with a silent letter?

for pranks, the standard college prank here was the ‘Leaner’ which consisted of a trashcan filled with water and leaned up against the victim’s in-swinging door. The only solution to the problem is to have a trusted friend on the outside who will come remove the booby trap.

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Oh my. So many great ideas here - I’m all tingly about what to whom next.

Well, the best one I ever heard of (but wasn’t a part of unfortunately) was directed to my husband. Before we even met my husband and his brother were invited to a costume party around Halloween. They really talked up their costumes and helped each other get stuff together. My hubby chose to be “Ester” the big mean old black lady from Sanford & Son. He had a wig, dress, stockings and a handbag. He even painted himself black since he is a white boy. Well the party was actually a surprise birthday party for him that of course no one else had dressed up for. He still to this day won’t go to a costume party.

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Or, if you want to be especially cruel, do the reverse.

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Well, here’s the gist of a great one I pulled in the dorms at college.

The mark was Clint. Now, Clint was an okay guy, but very very anal. As in, if you turned one of his glasses so that the logo wasn’t facing perfectly to the front, he just couldn’t stand it until he turned it back. Very particular about “everything in its place”.

So one April, he starts planning a surprise birthday party for our mutual friend, Kevin. He’s drawn up maps for where people should park so that Kevin doesn’t see them, he arranges for Kevin’s girlfriend to say she’s “out of town” on his birthday so she can surprise him at the restaurant, all that. Clint thinks he’s “Mr. Sneaky Guy”. So, I decided to take him down a peg.

On the day of the surprise party, I had a crew of friends slip into the building just after we left for the restaurant. Using a spare room key obtained from another friend at the office, they went up to Clint’s room, and, within an hour, they reversed everything. Clothes and other items in each closet were moved to the other side. Posters were taken off the wall and rehung on the opposite wall. His telephone was remounted to the wall on the other side. Drawers were shifted whole. Perhaps most remarkably, his beds had been reversed; he had one bed that he’d converted with spare lumber into a raised bed about 5 feet off the floor. Underneath it were a TV and a refrigerator. All of that had been moved. In the end, Clint’s room was exactly as it had been, except a perfect mirror image.

Now, we had told Kevin about the room prank, but he knew nothing about his surprise party. When we returned from the restaurant, he headed to my room to see the outcome. We watched as Clint walked through his door, which was at a right angle to mine.

There was a pause, perhaps five seconds.

Then the sound of keys dropping to the floor.

Then a prolonged “AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”

Kevin and I entered the room falling over each other laughing. Clint pointed at me. “YOU!!!” Yeah, he knew I’d done it, but he had no idea how, since I’d been with him at the restaurant the whole time. Took him a few days to find out, from one of my co-conspirators.

He started trying to move things back that night, but there was just too much, and the end of the semester was only a month or so away, so he finally resigned to leaving things as they were. But for the rest of the semester, he would open a drawer, shout, “DAMMIT!” and go to the opposite side of the room for what he wanted.

Oh, it was beautiful.

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I just finished doing this, actually… I just called an anime store and asked if they “could order me some hentai with black women and preferably pudding, but I’d settle for cottage cheese. The flavor of the pudding doesn’t matter… it could be coconut or banana, I really don’t care” and he told me he’d find out, and I should call back tomorrow. This is even funnier because not only will I actually end up calling him tomorrow, but I also hang out in his store…