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                         The Ideal Practical Joke

A View from the Solarium RETRACTION: C'mon! I wouldn't do this! Trust me! =)
 

            My friend Zachary, when he was younger, used to play a lot of war games with his younger brother, Alex. One of their favorite props was the wooden part of a rather large hunting rifle, with a long black plastic thing glued in where the barrel normally would be. Of course, it wouldn't shoot anything more harmful than a spitwad, probably not even that, but from a distance of, oh, say, 10 feet, you wouldn't be able to tell. Well, even though April Fools Day has come and gone, I got this great idea for a practical joke that involves making new friends, borrowing the prop, and a prospective Summer Camp.
            As soon as I arrive at summer camp, I disappear into the dense forest with the prop before anyone sees it or me, naught to be found. I would of course tell my family about this beforehand so they can act concerned talking to the camp counselor over the phone, give me camouflage to wear, and pack me three days worth of lunches.
            So I hide out for three days, and then, I get started. I wear the mock rifle in a fashion that makes it look like I'm hunting or something. Then, I approach the girl's cabin REALLY CASUALLY, trying not to be seen, yet letting a few people who straggle away from the rest get suspicious. With a big fat smile on my face, I aim the 'barrel' at them, then shake my head "no", and disappear back into the forest, into oblivion.
            Later, I head for the guy's cabin REALLY CASUALLY, and I get the attention of a kid who's lighting stuff on fire, knowing that he will cooperate. Of course, I don't let him look too closely at the 'rifle', but I tell him that I'm going to attack his cabin sometime that night, and I warn him to NEVER, NEVER, tell his friends.
            It goes without saying that he will proceed to go to bed with his mates, and giggle all night long, keeping his buddies awake, and he will lay awake waiting for the attack that will never come. In the morning, his cabin-mates will beat him up, so he will get rather mad and come after me.
            But by THEN, I will be over at the girl's cabin again, strolling around along a 100m radius from the cabin proper, letting a few girls see me, while I pretend to stare, then write in a notebook. When one of them gets scared and runs for a counselor, it will be my cue to flee.
            That night I approach the guy's cabin. First, I toss a stone at a moon-lit window, then pass between the light of the moon and the window in a prowling sort of way, so only my silhouette is seen. Two or three passes should keep them up all night. This is a great way to see who your friends are.
            After that, I approach the girl's cabin again, but all I do is stare through the window wearing a ski mask. As soon as I'm seen, I flee. That will keep THEM up all night.
            By now the counselors will be after me, so the next night, I approach the counselor's cabin. All I do is barge in the door, point the 'rifle', and yell "Freeze!!".
            After the shock wears off, HA-HA!! LOOK, IT'S A FAKE!! HA-HA! I REALLY HAD YOU GUYS GOING DIDN'T I? WOW, WERE YOU EVER SCARED! IT WAS JUST ME THE WHOLE TIME!! HA-HA! HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOR!! AW, C'MON! HAVE A SENSE OF HU-
            Then, I take a scenic ride home in a cop car.
            Ah, the memories......

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