Ah, The Revolution reminded me of this one.
I have always loved Ferrero Rochers. My mom used to get me a big box ever year at Chistmas, and I mean a fucking huge box.

Anyways, one Christmas, I got my usual. To my surprise, my little brothers (Twins, the bastards) also got a big box of em.

Being the greedy twunt I am, I ate all mine before the day was over. So, I asked one of the tweebs if I could have one. The dumb fuck said no. Then again, you can't blame them. My reputation as a prankster didn't get much outside my school.

So I figured I'd be a twat and my mom had these little bath ball things that looked like Ferrero Rochers.

I grabbed the entire box of them and ate the equivalent of my brothers choccies (About 20) Then, wrapped the bath balls in the Ferrero Rocher wrappers and left them.

The thing is, they look and smell like chocolate and what's retarded is that he ate about 10 of them before he noticed something was wrong.

He was sick and had diarrhea. I was smug as fuck.

Length? He projectile vomited about a metre.
( Hokerou, Thu 13 Dec 2007, 15:44, 1 reply)

Vomit....
..takes that prank to the next level.

I wish i'd thought of that.
(Rev O'Lucian will unfortunatly age on, Thu 13 Dec 2007, 16:21, closed)