you can fool some of the people all of the time...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I’m good at deadpan sarcasm.

Lots of people don’t get it.

Therefore I have convinced a lot of people (mostly freshmen in my high school) that the following items are true, through no effort on my own part… I was kidding about all of them and just never bothered to specifically point that out to them:

[ul][li] I believe that I am being followed by the ghost of a duck which I ran over on the way to school one morning[/li][li] My father is in the Canadian Central Intelligence Agency, but I’m not supposed to tell anybody, because we’re posing as American citizens for the purposes of espionage, and it’s a secret.[/li][li] I’m going to major in Prostitution (as a pimp) with a minor in Pornographic Films in college. As one of the first and the few female pimps in the industry, I’ve received a lot of scholarships[/li][/ul]

There are more but I can’t remember them. How about that? Abe Lincoln was right.

Y’all like that - able to take people in without meaning to or trying?

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[QUOTE]
*Originally posted by racinchikki *
[ul][li] My father is in the Canadian Central Intelligence Agency, but I’m not supposed to tell anybody, because we’re posing as American citizens for the purposes of espionage, and it’s a secret.[/ul][/li][/QUOTE]

eyes narrow…you will be found shortly…

:smiley:

I do this every once in a while, and it’s fun. It’s great for that one moment when you know that you’ve gotten someone.
Despite that, I always tell them the truth right after I’ve gotten them. That’s just me, though; I’d feel bad if I led them on for longer, and I find it even more fun to make them realize that they’ve been gotten.

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My brother has that ability and boy does he use it. He once had a convenience store clerk convinced he was identical twins.

Me on the other hand, I tell the truth and people don’t believe me.

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I love doing that sort of thing to people.

In the Air Force, I once convinvced a kid new to my squadron that I was narcoleptic. Had him going for two months.

Going into a 7-11 to get a drink one summer, I was shoeless and told I had to have shoes to enter. I told the kid I couldn’t wear shoes because I practice the religion of Zimwahai, and that that day was a special holiday and I would burn in hell for eternity if I covered my feet. That bit of BS made the Slurpee taste a little better…

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But it’s only enjoyable, for me anyway, if your victim has some sort of a brain. If they’re totally brain dead it’s just no challenge.

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Yep, I generally pull it off without even trying…and I do get smart people, just ones who are … overly earnest?

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Careful, telling tales can work against you. Just like the Boy Who Cried Wolf.

I created a false persona while visiting a friend in college. Mark was this skinny, nearly bald (at 19) weirdo into fencing, military strategy gaming, and surreal humor. He was having a rough time with some ROTC assholes – but he had them convinced that he had spent the summer in Lebanon, as a mercenary.

I was supposed to be another merc, who was on his way to Angola, and just dropping off some bomb-making materials. So I get some worthless electronics parts together, do some creative soldering, and show up ‘unexpectedly’ at this ROTC’s room.

We had a good time, just ad-libbing a bunch of shit. These idiots fell for it bigtime. Then I glanced out the window, announced that ‘They’ve found me, let’s go!’, and ran down 7 flights of stairs through the emergency exit, never to be seen again.

All well and good, and great fun.

Did I mention that I was in the military at the time? And that I had a job that required me to have a security clearance?

Well, later that year, one of these guys gets a form placed in front of him before summer Army training: “Have you ever met anyone you suspect was involved in espionage?”

Why, yes, as a matter of fact, he had.

They tracked me down like a dog. One of the guys had made a note of the license number of the car I was using (my dad’s), and of course they interviewed Mark, too.

I have a nice interview with an officer of the Naval Investigative Service, that I can’t remember much of, other than discomfort. Now, every time there’s an investigation into a bombing, I’m sure my name comes up in some FBI search. I’m sure it’s always dismissed early on, but it’s not a comfortable thought.

Fantasy is fun, and great recreation, but sometimes the fools believe too well. You are young, and who knows what you’re going to be, or where? Maybe you’ll want to work for somebody who doesn’t have such a good imagination, or an ironic sense of humor.

I’m not saying stop, the duck thing seems funny and harmless, just saying be cautious.

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Helen Hunt and Linda Hunt are sisters. No, really.

Little stuff like that. And I usually get away with it.

I convinced my Grandma (my Grandma fer Christ’s sake) that the city of Colorado Springs was named after the largest mattress factory in the Old West. It would’ve been nice to see it, but it burned down in 1972.

The false persona deal can be a hoot too. But I’m always carefull to never portray an International Terrorist. “Circus Performer” is more my shtick. Not a Lion Tamer though, I do Bobcats. Sometimes weasels. You wouldn’t think “Weasel Tamer” would work, but I think it’s the surprise factor that puts it over the top.