Twisted, Demented, or Strange Things You've Done For Humor

[AndyC]

I had a friend in school (this would have been the early 80s) who was pretty gullible but didn't realize it. I'd fool him by making him skeptical.

For example, I'd tell him and another friend (who was in on it) that I'd succeeded in photographing a UFO. The other friend would, of course, back me up. This would immediately put my gullible friend on the defensive, thinking we were trying to fool him, which we did from time to time. His response was to start coming up with ways I could have faked the picture, from cutouts stuck on the window to double exposures to throwing a model up in the air. At one point, he was actually suggesting to a fourth person, not in on the joke, that I was good enough with electronics to make a convincing fake UFO with flashing lights that I could set up and photograph.

Not once did he ask to see the picture. He didn't even ask what the picture looked like, and I never described it. He was knocking himself out debunking something that didn't exist. And the best part is when we told him there was no picture, we had to convince him that was the truth.

I don't remember if this was before or after we convinced him that a new antenna I put together could pick up NASA communications with spacecraft on an old shortwave radio. The cable supposedly going to the antenna actually went to a tape recorder in the next room, and connected directly to the speaker of the dead radio. On the way in, I pushed play, so that when he entered the room, he heard a tape of this album:


We had him going for a few minutes, but my other friend decided to play the skeptic in order to make it look good. I wasn't expecting this, and it ended up blowing the whole thing. It would have happened eventually, when the tape reached the next bit of narration, or maybe not. But for just a brief time, you could see the excitement as he listened to Neil and Buzz (remember, this was around 1984) talking to mission control.

[indianasmith]

Walk up behind some insecure person and say:

"You know, your ears don't match from the back."

Walk on.

[ghouck]

Not mine, but a good one, I was partially the victim. At the time my 15 year old niece was staying with us. My boss printed out a picture of some girl that was borderline legal and naked. He posted it in the tool room and started telling people it was my niece. These idiots believed him and start giving me a bunch of crap about it which I just didn't play into. After about a week of that, he came clean and told them it wasn't my niece, only to have all the idiots that believed him argue. We still laugh about those morons trying to tell Him and Me that the picture WAS of MY niece, who none of them had ever met, obviously since the girl in the picture looked nothing like her. 

[Dennis]

This is something my daughter did, she was the Drum Major of our local high school's marching band and I sort of got roped into filling in for the band director on the occasions when she had other commitments, this usually involved attending pre-event planing and get acquainted type meetings for concerts or field shows. One of these involved a number of different bands and drill teams and was sponsored in large part by a local fundamentalist Christian organisation. My daughter had been told by some of her friends that in addition to the regular meeting stuff a serious attempt to convert those in attendance would be made, I don't know whether this was true or not, no one ever mentioned religion to us. We were both wearing one of those "Hello, my name is" tags, mine said "Hello, my name is Dennis"
hers said "Hello, my name is SATAN". I like to think she gets her sense of humor from me.

[meQal]

A group of friends and I decided to pull a prank on a guy who use to try to hang out with us. This guy was younger than us and often caused a lot of problems. Mostly he liked to give one friend of mine a lot of crap cause that friend happen to be gay. This guy would tell my friend how he was going to Hell and claim about every homosexual stereotype applied to him. He finally went as far as to claim my gay friend was trying to convert people into becoming homosexuals. Well hearing this, we decided this was the way to go to get this guy to either chill out on this crap or leave us alone for good.
So about a week after this guy made this claim we set our plan into motion. We went to a video store and rented two porn films, one heterosexual and one homosexual. We went back to the apartment I was living in and knew the guy would come over cause he always did like a stray cat looking for food. Sure enough he did.
We told him we were going to watch some porn and he got really excited. So we put the hetro porn film in and ran it for a while then said we needed some snacks and someone needed to make a run to the store for them. Well one friend of mine said he woudl go and offered to take this pain in the butt guy with him. We knew he woudl go cause he was being included.
while they were gone, my friend whow as gay  changed tapes and put in the gay porn film, he fast forward it to a scene where two guys were getting it on with each other and stopped the tape. When my friend and PITA boy returned. We told PITA boy to turn the tape back on. He did and stood there for a second with his jaw dropped open. Then he went to yelling, "Hey what the f@#$ is this? This isn't what was on when I left!"
As soon as he said that we all burst out and told the guy we had all been converted to being homosexuals by our gay friend and wanted him to join us. PITA boy's homophobia kicked in and he ran out like his butt was on fire. We sat around laughing our heads off. We never had problems with the guy after that, he just stayed away from us.

[Wag]

Here's mine - some are less twisted or demented than others

-Tap-danced on a large window ledge in the entrance to a college building

-Dressed as the Grim Reaper (complete with fake scythe) and burst out of a phone box at night when people passed

-Painted a big stitched wound on my face and posted it on my facebook and myspace profiles (I got loads of texts, emails and calls from my friends who were really worried)

-Thrown a bottle full of urine (with the urine of maybe five or six people) into an obnoxious girl's face (I was a child myself at the time)

-Dressed as a barbarian and gone out round town on the night of an England World Cup match

-Got most of a college class to dress as a different person in the class, one day a week for several months

-A friend at Uni and I planned to act a dramatic scene where we'd have a blazing row in public, followed by one of us having a seizure or episode or something. We never got round to doing it though (which is probably a good thing in hindsight)

[ghouck]

The same friend I mentioned in the earlier replies and I talk often and at length about bowel movements. For some weird reason we do this, BUT, if there's people around, we don't avoid the inevitable conversations. It's not just that we talk about them, but in great detail and with great interest. A typical conversation goes like this: person 1: "Oh yea, HUGE, about the size of a Louisville Slugger, but it really didn't hurt much, I was kinda surprised at how big it was .. Smelled kinda nasty though" person 2: "Yea, but what about cleanup, those big ones can be hell to clean up after" Person 1: "Too easy, just a couple wipes, and SATISFYING, , I felt like I needed a nap and a cigarette afterward". Person 2: "That's how I feel after those once that burn, like you just ran a marathon with your colon"

What's worse, we speak of bowel movements like old men telling fishing stories, you know, like "I remember back a few years ago, We went out for dinner and I had a HUGE steak and about 6 beers for dinner. I had a few microwaveable burritos for lunch, so that steak kinda filled me up, and the beer must have loosened me up". Each of us have had an episode of explosive diarrhea we laugh about fairly often.