P.T. Barnum, the great American showman, once said, “There’s a sucker born every minute.” Yesterday, April Fool’s Day, is every sucker’s worst nightmare. Seriously, who doesn’t wake up on April first and tell themselves, “I’m not believing anything anyone tells me today.” It’s always fun to see what you can put over on people. I started by emailing in my resignation to Brahsome:
Dear Brahs,
I am sorry to inform you that I am submitting my resignation. I knew this kind of extracurricular activity as a first year associate was probably not wise. I have simply gotten too busy to do this anymore and frankly, I’m tired of the “mastermind” and his tyrannical leadership. Good luck in future endeavors. I will be watching from afar.
-The Piler
For those of you who don’t know, Brinson is affectionately (read laughed at) called “the mastermind” around these parts. Well, the mastermind bit like a cheap hooker, replying with “WTF?” I tried some smaller pranks like telling my sister our Dad sold his house. Didn’t work. After these small time pranks, I got the idea for a little more ambitious prank. For whatever reason, I have been asked numerous times in the last few months if I was engaged, which is quite comical because my lady friend is barely legal and still in school. Not to mention I moved out of my parents just three months ago and still black as hard as anyone I know. Yeah, that screams ready to be married. Although, if your boy Stamos can pull, I guess anyone can. I figured the ground work had already been laid and decided to disseminate that I was engaged. Take the jump to see how nice my prank got.
It started with just putting “The Piler is engaged!!!” in my gchat away message. Several people in my contact list bit instantly. Having already been the butt of an earlier joke, Brinson wasn’t biting this time. He had the idea, however, that took this joke to the next level. He said, “Dood, you have to put your facebook status as, “The Piler is engaged.” I did and the whole thing just took off. I had five wall posts in the first ten minutes, along with private fbook messages, text message, phone calls and dozens of gchats. It got a serious response out of a few ex-girlfriends. Nigh to know they still care. My sister started getting emails and wall posts about it. One of my lady friend’s sorat sisters sent out a mass text, which probably caused a near riot in the Winston-Salem area. My boy Chuck probably bit the hardest. He blew up several people’s phones and email trying to figure out if it was true. He finally got me on the phone and was like, “Dood, is it true?” He was pretty upset I didn’t call and he had to learn about it on facebook. I was legitimately waiting for my mom to call and ask if I was engaged. I must say, my lady friend took the whole thing quite well. At least to my face she did. Maybe next year I’ll actually pop the question on April 1.
