
Originally Posted by
soonerbornsoonerbret
High school. Me and two other friends had started hanging out with a newer kid in school, we'd been drinking together and smoking a little weed for a couple of months... and he was a lot of fun, so we worked up this little number on him.
He had a job, so he had some extra pocket money. So we approached him and told him we had been dealing cocaine, and if he was willing to invest a little money, he could make a whole lot more money. He wasn't into it at all, but we talked him into just going with us for one deal... which is all we would need. So we all set up a time to meet downtown and I showed him a huge plastic bag of powdered sugar. He was already scared ****less at this point. We told him we had bought this bag from an out of town cousin for $1000 and we were going to sell it for $3000, which interested him enough to keep going.
So we all loaded up in the car and drove over to another friends house. These guys were a little older than us, bought us beer and stuff, and let us hang out. Our new friend had never met them. So this guy is acting just super shady... all twitchy and ****. He lets us in, and when our "new friend" comes in, he grabs him slams him up against the wall... "Who the **** is this guy?" Pulling out the 9mm pistol in the back of his pants. New friend was about to **** his pants at this point.
We got between them... "He's cool, man! He's a new partner with us! He's cool!" So Mr. Shady chills out a little and we start doing the deal... I give him the bag... and he starts sampling it. "What the **** are you guys trying to pull... this **** is fake!" So he jumps up and pulls the gun on me! The other two friends kinda hustle the new friend toward the door... not that he needed any help at this point... so we had all moved where he had a perfect side view of this guy holding the gun on me. And then he shot me!
The gun was loaded with blanks, of course. So I collapse in a heap... my friends hustle out the front door, jump in the car and take off...
Meanwhile... Mr Shady helps me just cover myself with fake blood. Meanwhile, my friends in the car all pull out there own guns and say, "We gotta go back and get that son of a ****" New friend is just screaming to be let out of the car... and they're yelling at him that "he's in this now!"
So they come back to the house... Mr Shady has ducked back into a bedroom. So I'm laying in the floor covered in blood and screaming... my friends start yelling at me about giving the guy fake cocaine... I'm telling them I didn't know... and I tell them the shooter had taken off out the back door. So they take off, and tell the new friend to stay with me.
So now it's just me and new friend. He starts trying to help me up into a chair and I'm just screaming in pain everytime he tries to move me... he's yelling, "we've got to get you to a hospital"... and I'm yelling "NO! I got shot trying to sell cocaine!" So this goes on for a few minutes and my friends come back, who had just been out the back door listening... and they tell us they caught Mr Shady and shot him. Then they start yelling at me again, and say they're going to have to kill me too... so new friend is freaking the **** out...
So they got another gun pointed on me... and I'm begging for my life... and I look over at new friend... and start in with," You can't let 'em kill me... don't let 'em kill me..." and then I sit up real quick and look right at him with a straight face and say,"Cause this is all just a joke."
Everybody busts out laughing... Mr Shady comes out of the bedroom, and we formally introduce him to our new friend. It took a couple of joints and a couple of beers before his heart rate got back to normal, but he definitely appreciated the magnitude of the prank we had all pulled off.