| Here is the story of my best prank pulled my freshman year. The story actually begins back in the summer of 2001. I was at summer camp with my church youth group. It was probably 2 or 3 in the morning and we were all about to go to sleep. As we were drifting off a horrible smell suddenly incapacitated the whole tent. This smell was awful. I honestly thought I was going to throw up, and I thought that was the reason it smelled so bad because someone had vomited. It turns out vomit wasn't the source of the stench. The youth pastor from the other church sharing the tent with us was responsible for it all. He had a magical substance I'll call Compound VR for my sake. Anyways this man put probably 20 capsules of Compound VR in the fans circulating our air in the tent. We didn't know this of course. I ran outside gagging, on the brink of spewing everywhere. Everyone is freaking out and we all are trying to figure what in the world had happened. Finally that youth pastor confessed to contaminating our air. I was totally overwhelmed at the idea of obtaining this life-changing smell. I asked him immediately and he told me what it was and where I could obtain this miraculous Compound VR. So after camp that week I went and got me some Compound VR and used it at the movies or something like that. It worked wonders. That was the beginning of a great prank. Since then I have kept some Compound VR handy for a quick laugh in public. Now I had high school to test this wonderful smell on. I threw some of this magic powder around just about everywhere in school but I found the perfect place to do so: Mrs. Lee's Biology class. It became my favorite place to drop some. I had her third period and I would drop some right outside the door as I was going into her class, during the transition between second and third. I sat right by the door, so I could hear everyone complain and I could see everyone look disgusted and hold his or her noses. Those looks were priceless, they made sitting in the nose-burning stench well worth it. Well I did this about every other day and Mrs. Lee and some of the other teachers in the wing were getting annoyed and concerned. No one but a few people had any idea what was going on. I would just act normal but I would be on the flooring cracking up on the inside. Mrs. Lee actually started marking the days it smelled on her calendar to see if there was some sort of pattern to the days it smelled. That just prompted me to make the days more erratic. Pretty soon everyone, I mean everyone had a theory to the mysterious smell. Something in the air conditioning to the dead animals in the back of the room was considered. The theory that I found most amusing was Ms. Bohall's. She came into the classroom saying that maybe it was some dead rotting animal carcasses under the school or maybe even some rats in the ceiling tiles had died. Eventually some janitors were called down to the C wing to investigate. They looked under the school and up in the ceiling tiles; they looked everywhere but no dead kittens or opossums or rats were found. I think we missed probably 45 minutes of class that day. It was great and I found it very funny. Well Alex Caruthers was the only person in that class that knew I was responsible and he did a good job of keeping quiet. It was my fault I got found out. Alex and I must have had a quiet talk in class about the smell and Mrs. Lee must have overheard a bit of the conversation. She asked Alex after class if he knew anything and he couldn't lie so he told her it was I. The bad thing was he failed to mention this crucial conversation to me so I had no idea it took place. I quit doing it just by choice due to some circumstances in class for about a month. Well when I decided to bring the smell back Mrs. Lee shot me this look. I felt so weird, but I just laughed and smiled it off. I didn't really think much about it, because I didn't know she knew. I think the next day I found out. I think she was passing out some papers or something and she casually mentioned something about stink bombs and all the attention was focused on me. I just acted like I didn't know anything and gave everyone this "what is she talking about?" look. I knew though I was caught. I asked Alex in gym how in the world she found out and he enlightened me about the conversation a month ago. I was like why in the world didn't you tell me? He just laughed and I guess he just wanted me to get caught so he could laugh. Oh well at least I didn't get in trouble. I guess since Mrs. Lee liked me so much she didn't turn me in or punish me. Maybe she respected the fact that it was an awesome prank and I would learn my lesson. That's it though, that's my story. I am trying to keep the real identity of Compound VR a secret. I don't want it to be well known. That's why I've debated whether to post my story online. Anyways if you would like to get some Compound VR then contact me and I'm sure we can work out a deal. It works wonders. It brings joy to any prankster's heart. Compound VR is a code name so don't go looking for some mysterious substance called Compound VR. Also the above instance was probably just the best laugh I got so far. Not the last. To read about another great prank pulled by me read the Flour Bomb Incident. For some ideas for pranks check out this page: Pranks. Don't forget to sign my guest book: SIGN GUEST BOOK |
| The almost famous story of: Compound VR This page created July 31, 2002. |
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