Board Thread:Off-Topic Fun/@comment-31564770-20170519132135

As the title suggests, I wanna here about the best practical jokes you've ever pulled. Of course, keep it within the realm of appropriateness.

Here's mine:

In case you guys didn't know, I'm in high school. Keep that in mind as I go through this.

Ok, so setup for this is that I missed a day of school, and I had to make up a writing test in French. I have this friend, Daniel. We're both in the same grade, but he's in the French class a level higher than me because he'd been taking French for longer than I had before high school, so he started in French 2 and I started in French 1. Note that this doesn't mean he's better at French than me. I'm one of those people who is naturally super good at languages and it all just clicks for me. I can proudly say that I have never gotten less than a 3 on any assessment ever. My school has a strange grading system, and there's these things called learning targets. If you meet the target, then you get a 3. Exceeds is a 4, doesn't quite get there is a 2, and you failed is a 1. Anyways, Daniel is not someone who's naturally good at languages. His accent is horrible, and he has a hard time memorizing the vocabulary. Every single one of our friends knows I'm better at French than he is, but because he's a level higher than me in French class, he likes to lord it over me and every time we call him out on screwing up his French he's like, "yeah, but are you in French 3 Elizabeth?" (My name's Elizabeth. I'm pretty sure none of you guys are creepy internet predators, plus you don't know my last name so I think it's fine. I'm gonna meet a bunch of you irl at the Chicago con in a month anyways.) At any rate, Daniel likes to lord his "higher class" status over me because he knows he has nothing else going for him in terms of languages skill.

So back to the setup. I missed a day of class and had to make up a test. The only time I could meet with my teacher to make it up was during my lunch hour, which is also Daniel's French class. His class is in the same room as mine, with the same teacher, the period before mine. And I saw an opportunity for vengeance. I spent the whole day before I went in convincing Daniel I was moving up to his French class. Keep in mind this is the middle of the school year, his French is during my lunch, and that means that even if it was possible I'd have to rearrange pretty much every other class I'm in. There is absolutely no way it should be possible. But Daniel, cool as he likes to think he is, has the worst prank radar I have ever seen. After some feeble resistance about how it isn't possible and some quick excuses on my part, he still says he doesn't buy it but his face and body language says he's starting to severely doubt himself. This is where I text my other friend, who is also Daniel's friend and who is also in Daniel's French class. I tell him about my devious plan, and he shows up to where we're sitting before school a few minutes later. He helps me convince Daniel, and by this point Daniel's pretty much buying it. He doesn't want to believe it, but he's at the point where he doesn't know what's real anymore.

Fast forward to my lunch hour, when I'm going to meet my teacher to make up this test during Daniel's class. As I predicted I would, I arrive well before Daniel. I tell my teacher what I'm doing, and she laughs. I'm pretty sure she isn't going to blow it for me. So I grab the test and go sit in the back of the room with a view of the door. Daniel walks in a few minutes later, and I give it a couple seconds of him not seeing me before I go, "Hey Daniel!" He looks over and sees me, and the look on his face is the most priceless thing I have ever seen in my life. It's beautiful. He freaks out, like "no wait how are you here, this shouldn't be possible?!" I just sit there grinning in my success, when it somehow gets better. My teacher speaks up, and says, "Oui, elle est une nouvelle étudiant! Bienvenue à français trois, Elizabeth!" Translation: "Yes, she's a new student! Welcome to French 3, Elizabeth!" And the entire class now knows what's happening. They all start welcoming me and clapping while Daniel loses his mind. We let it run for a few seconds before confessing it was a prank, and Daniel is of course ridiculously salty. After he's done getting mad and we're done laughing at him, I take my test and leave for my lunch. As I leave, I throw one last jab at Daniel- "See ya, Daniel." *sarcastic wave and grin*. He flips me off and I just laugh and walk out, my vengeance complete at last.

That's my ultimate prank. It's possibly the most beautiful moment of my life. Daniel is still salty to this day, several months later, and I'm still laughing as I type this.

Now, I challenge you to share the funniest harmless prank you've ever pulled on someone, that golden moment when you could've died happy with just the look on their face.

Go forth, and share your stories. 