144 - The Anatomy of a Good Prank

I also believe that a good prank shouldn't hurt anyone. The best prank I ever played was while working in a software development company, one of my fellow nerds was bragging about rebuilding his carburetor over the weekend. For the next few weeks, I added gas to his car. He started noticing that he was getting amazing mileage. He mentioned it to me and I said that he had probably done something to his carburetor and that he should get someone to look at it in case it was a game changer that all fossil fuel cars could benefit from. I had him going for a few weeks until he caught me pouring fuel into his tank. The look on his face was priceless (and worth the cost of the gas for the prank).

Honestly, I'm too sensitive to really enjoy pranks much. I always feel bad for the person who got pranked. I really enjoyed listening to you guys interact and share your stories over this one though, and bring Lee into it. Fun was had by all. I suppose with the delay in editing and releasing these episodes, you're probably already done with your test, Destin, but wishing you the best on that. Thanks so much for producing great content! It's entertaining and edifying.

We once filled a buddy's entire car interior with packing peanuts. It was glorious. Being late for work he opened the car door to the avalanche of white cheetos'; got in the car to the best of his ability and proceeded to drive off to work.... We all then lived in fear of retaliation for the next 18 months.... lol

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Looking forward to listening, actually playing assassin rn with one of my clubs at UA!

I was usually on the receiving end of pranks from my older brother. I have some doozies, but one came immediately to mind while listening to this. At 15 or so, my brother triple dog dared me to eat a habanero pepper (you can’t say no to a triple dog dare, at least where I’m from). So of course, I ate it proudly. As it began to get hellish in my mouth, a look of compassion came over my brother as he offered the advice “you should brush your teeth, the toothpaste will alleviate the heat”. Being naive and trusting, I did as he suggested, not knowing prior to his triple dog dare he had shoved the end of my toothbrush inside a habanero pepper and mixed it around a good bit to get it spicy as well. As I was yelling “It’s just getting hotter!”, all he could do was cry with laughter. He got me good. And that’s 1/1,000,000 stories I have as a kid with my brother.