Daddy Dan

This week I’ve asked our panel of bloggers to share their best prank.  I’m not sure if it was just a lame question or if people didn’t feel like sending in a prank to a guy that just lost his grandmother.  Anyway, I did get a handful of good pranks, so here they are.

The exact question was:

What advice would you give to someone that is just starting a blog?

Here’s the responses:

Jenny from The Bloggess:

I convinced the entire blogosphere that I’m actually a girl and not in jail.

It’s kind of awesome.

Maya from Gemini Girl:

I’m glad you asked!

I had a pretty tough pregnancy, that resulted in hospital bed rest for 6 weeks. My twins were born prematurely and stayed in the NICU for a month and a half. My husband was quite the trooper, always going above and beyond to do anything for me. After two months of being home with our non-sleeping twins, we were zombies. We literally wanted to just run away. I thought it would be funny to prank him, to lighten up the mood.

I decided to tell him I was pregnant again- you know, as a joke.

His eyes almost rolled back inside is head.. but said “That’s cool, we’ll get through it”.

Not quite the reaction I was hoping for, but good to know he was up for the challenge!!

Chanel from CHNL:

I love playing pranks on people. Unfortunately, I am absolutely awful at it due to the tragic fact that I can’t keep a straight face to save my life. Seriously. This one time, two of my friends dumped half a teaspoon of garlic powder in my best friend’s Stroganoff while she was in the washroom, and I started laughing before she even started eating it. Fail.

Aside from that prank, I can’t really remember the last prank that I played or had played on me (I’m not much fun, really) … But one prank I absolutely love was this dead bird one I saw on a TV show once. Here’s how it goes:

There is a magician, an enclosed table where he does his tricks on, and an audience from which he calls volunteers. In this particular trick, he has a live bird on the table. He places his magician’s hat over the bird, waves his wand, and smashes his hand down on the hat, caving it in. The audience gasps. Then, he waves his wand over the hat, lifts it up, and the bird is under there, perfectly alive. The audience marvels – no bird could ordinarily survive that.

Next, he calls for a volunteer from the audience, just to prove that there isn’t anything “fishy” going on. He gets the volunteer to place the hat over the bird, waves his wand, and gets the volunteer to smash their hand down on the hat. But this time, something goes wrong – you hear this awful squawk and features poof out from under the hat. The magician quickly lifts the hat, only to find a dead bird. The camera pans to the volunteer’s face, and the expression on it is PRICELESS. They’re completely and utterly horror-struck.

(As it turns out, there was a trap door on the table, and someone under it to replace the live bird with a fake dead one.)

They played this prank over and over again with different audiences, and I laughed like crazy every time. Awful? Maybe. But it was funny as hell.

Jeremy from Discovering Dad:

When I was in the Coast Guard Academy, we completely disassembled a sailboat in the middle of the night and carried it to the quad where assembly was held each morning.  We reassembled the boat in the middle of where everyone lined up.

Daddy Dan:

Me and my friends were constantly playing pranks on people.  It was a way of life.  The one I remember the most was a detailed and convoluted prank that we played on my best friend Greg’s younger brother.  I was about 16 or 17 at the time and the guy we pranked was about 14.

We made up this story about a crazy homeless guy that lived up in this desolate, hilly area.  We told him that people went up to this area and left food out in the middle of the street and the crazy homeless guy would run in from the brush and grab the food.

Late one night, a few friends of ours, one dressed as a homeless guy, waited up in the area for us to arrive.  About four of us took the victim up and his brother got out of the car to put the food in the street.  At that moment the crazy homeless guy (who by the way was 6′8″ tall) ran out and chased my friend into the brush and down a hill.

We all freaked out and the driver said “I’m out of here, Greg’s on his own.  We drove off and his younger brother was pleading with us to go back.  The line he still gets teased about is “You guys may not care about my brother, but I do!”  We had him in tears.

We finally went back and let him in on the joke, but he didn’t like it.  He didn’t talk to any of us for weeks.

Tags: Ask The Bloggers, Humor

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