Halloween again
I'm sure there will be a raft of Halloween based shenanigans, so let me add mine.

Our two daughters decided they wanted a Halloween party between them, and asked if they could invite a few friends each. One was 13 at the time, and had invited a couple of boys, who looked more like they were 18, and were obviously a little bit uncomfortable with the whole wearing masks, and apple bobbing planned for the evening.
In a effort to provide something a little different, I spoke to my son in law who was at the party as well. He is well known for making prank calls whereby he pretends the line is breaking up. It's all immature rubbish but the kids always find it funny.
On this occasion, I asked him to actually phone me. He would pretend to phone Dominoes or whatever, and I would answer and say he had the wrong number. It was all a little bit impromptu, and by the end of the initial call, I had pretended that I thought he was the man my cheating wife had an affair with. After he hung up, I rang him back (the kids are all listening to this still on loud speaker) and said that I didn't appreciate him cutting me off, and that because of that It was his fault that she had died! He had made me kill her.
Obviously my son in law was a little taken aback, since this wasn't planned at all, but he gamely carried on in front of his now slightly agitated audience (I was outside the house, so couldn't see them). He tried to placate me and said that it was all a mistake, he had been making a prank call. I refused to believe him, and told him that I was going to use GPS to track him down or some other bullshit that the kids might fall for.
I waited about 30 seconds before storming in through my front door.
The ensuing scene was far more than I had bargained for. A crowd of kids all trying to get out of my lounge to the safety of the kitchen door, and the garden outside. One of the older boys my daughter had invited was actually pushing younger ones behind him in his rush to the exit. Needless to say it was all quickly discovered to be a prank and everyone had a good laugh about it.
Except for my younger daughter, who spent the next hour crying, and one of her friends who had to be taken home after having an anxiety attack, but hey, you can't have a good Halloween prank without a little collateral damage right?
(Ovon Bort Wondering why he chose this username, since 1999, Thu 11 Apr 2013, 11:20, 2 replies)

So ... your own kids don't recognise your voice?

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 11 Apr 2013, 12:15, closed)

Well
Oddly enough, I thought putting on a thick accent would do the trick, and it did. To be fair I did think I'd get rumbled.
(Ovon Bort Wondering why he chose this username, since 1999, Thu 11 Apr 2013, 12:52, closed)