stories of gullibility

[lapietra]

I admit it, I am *gullible*. Not as much as I used to be, but on some days I'm just not too swift and therefore provide entertainment for those lucky enough to be around me

Post stories of gullibility here - either your own or someone you know - or if you know of a really good celebrity story that'll work too...

I'll go first.

[lapietra]

In high school, since I was a musical geek, I had a lot of choir friends, and at lunchtime, we'd hang out in the choir room. Two people I liked to eat lunch with were P. Gomez and L. Sterling. We were in the Chamber Singers together, and they were two of the nicest people I knew.

The thing was, L. was as gullible as she was nice (which made her pretty damn gullible). Also, she suffered from extreme anxiety (maybe because of the pranks directed at her due to her gullibility - hindsight is 20/20) and had an ulcer (awwww ) which prevented her from drinking anything like soda or orange juice.

One day, we were sitting in the choir room having our lunch. I was probably drinking a Diet Coke; probably P. was, too, but L. was drinking milk, one of the only beverages her stomach could handle. "L.," said P. "I just read some news that will probably affect you."
"What?" said L.
"Well,", said P., master of the straight face, "they've found a particularly deadly and resistant strain of bacteria in a batch of milk here in California. The only way they can kill it is to carbonate the milk before it's bottled, and since they're not sure where the milk is coming from, until they figure it out, all the milk in California will be sold carbonated... sort of like that yogurt drink..."
Aghast, L. said weakly, "Oh no! What am I going to drink?"

We eventually told her - but between P.'s poker face and my "leaving for the bathroom" it was well after lunch before she found out. As nice as she was, she was just relieved it wasn't true.

[sparticle]

I like dates. Not the social occasions, the dried fruit.

One morning, I noticed something. I had left a date sitting on the kitchen table, and to the untrained eye, I observed that it might look a great deal like a cat turd.

At the time we had eight cats. Mr. Sparticle was virtually at wit's end dealing with them all. Not all of them had good bathroom manners.

I left the date on the table. Mr. Sparticle came down for his coffee and a gander at the paper. He spied the date in its ominous position on the tablecloth. "What is...?"

I recoiled with just the proper mixture of disgust and apology. "Ummm....ohhhh, NO......"

Mr. Sparticle leapt up from the table. Begin outraged lecture: "....damn cats....house is like a zoo....absolutely had it with....this is positively the last straw...how anyone can be expected to live with....."

"I couldn't agree with you more, Dear," I sang out gaily, picked up the "turd" and popped it into my mouth. "Mmmm," I said.

It took me ten minutes to explain it and calm him down. Eventually, he thought it was hilarious, retelling it to all his hockey pals. But he didn't think it was so damn funny the first time around!

[Frieda]

haha omg!! that's the best story i've ever heard!!

[sparticle]

Originally posted by Frieda
haha omg!! that's the best story i've ever heard!!

We still talk about it. LOL

[trisherina]

I was about three when my parents went out for the evening, leaving me in the care of my thirteen year old sister and eight year old brother. It was a frigid night in Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, and little could be seen but blackness beyond the swirling snow always at the door.

My dad came back for his forgotten wallet after a few minutes' absence to find me wailing, my sister and brother carrying me in their arms, sister at the head and brother at the feet.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"They're going to throw me out the keyhole, and it's COOOOLD!" I sobbed.

He chuckled a little, shook his head, and left with me still pleading hysterically.

[Klynne]

When I was about 4-5 my older brother would ask me to listen to the garden hose or look in the end of the hose and tell him when the water was coming. He got me serveral times. When I would refuse, he would convice me that it was very important that I do this for him.

[Spicy Jack]

i told 3 year olds my tongue ring was an antenna so i could hear whatever they are doing at all time.

[Clytie]

when my sisters were very young i used to tease them by pulling on my nylons and telling them my skin was falling off. they would scream and run tell my mom... lol

[priceyfatprude]

My uncle is 4 years older than me, so we grew up together.

One Saturday morning, we woke up, watched Gigglesnort Hotel & he asked me if he should make me some breakfast. He made us 2 bowls of cereal, and gave me a tablespoon to eat with instead of a teaspoon. I didn't notice until I tried eating my first couple of bites.

I reminded him of this @ his daughter's 3rd birthday party & he laughed & said, "That's the kind of humor I still use in my house to this very day."

[Avalon]

My brother Jeff was only 8 years older than my daughter..and none too happy to see her when she was born. He convinced her that her pig tails were "head handles". He also convinced her that my Angora cat, Farrah, needed someone to help wash her and that two tongues were better than one....you get the picture

[Klynne]

Originally posted by Avalon
My brother Jeff was only 8 years older than my daughter..and none too happy to see her when she was born. He convinced her that her pig tails were "head handles". He also convinced her that my Angora cat, Farrah, needed someone to help wash her and that two tongues were better than one....you get the picture

HEHEHEHE.

Poor Jeff needed a younger sister. Guess your daughter fufilled the role. How are you doing Avalon? Hope you are o.k. and you are in my prayers.

[sparticle]

Originally posted by priceyfatprude
My uncle is 4 years older than me, so we grew up together.

One Saturday morning, we woke up, watched Gigglesnort Hotel & he asked me if he should make me some breakfast. He made us 2 bowls of cereal, and gave me a tablespoon to eat with instead of a teaspoon. I didn't notice until I tried eating my first couple of bites.

I reminded him of this @ his daughter's 3rd birthday party & he laughed & said, "That's the kind of humor I still use in my house to this very day."

That, and Avvy's brother having her daughter "bathe" the cat, is the kind of gentle humor that makes people happy. Tanks for sharing.

[lapietra]

My dad told me, on our first sushi outing, that the little dab of green stuff was ice cream.

[masterofNone]

my wife gave me a pocket watch with the inscription, "forever yours." i didn't think she meant the watch.