by Beverly Bart

Created on: March 01, 2009

The best prank to play might be the ones that no one can prove you were the actual perpetrator. I have, if I do say myself have done some quite memorable ones. A few that are still spoken of in awe by those that were witness to them. One of my favorites would have to have been the time I gave my younger sister the wedding present to end all wedding presents.

I was the Maid of Honor in my sister's wedding. I used that as the justifiable reason for the prank. Surely many readers can identify with what it is like to be a Bridesmaid, let alone the Maid of Honor, wearing THE dress. THE dress that in photos will haunt you the rest of your life. For that alone, I was perhaps claiming insanity at the time the prank was conceived, certainly no jury would convict me. I did my obligations at the wedding, the reception, and dare I say went a bit beyond for I was busy while the happy couple enjoyed their honeymoon.

The night of the wedding, it was left to the four sisters to get all the wedding presents home. There were over 500 guests. This was carloads of gifts, but that is a whole other story. Suffice to say, once everything was in the new home; it had been suggested that I see to everything being put away. I had a smile upon my face as not only did I get everything put away, but from top to bottom of my sisters cupboards I removed labels, relabeled , and reorganized , well I did protect the perishables. I should get credit for that. However, surely every one expects something to be done, so that was merely the obvious. I was going for the surprise. I knew exactly where to go for that.

My sister had a very large claw foot bathtub. One of those large enough for two. I must tell you I had no idea when I started how many boxes of Jell-O it would take to fill that, but, the local store was out of cherry for a long time. I actually used a baseball bat to stir, it, the spoons were too small. It had all weekend to set. It was a creation all right, but I did resist putting the whipped cream upon it, thinking perhaps that was a bit too much. We did not want to be tacky. Well not at least with the bathtub, the tacky was saved for the commode. You know how it is, when you have driven a bit and you finally get home and usually the first thing you have to do is run to the bathroom. You scarcely take notice of anything, but I wanted to make sure, thus, the tub filled with Jell-O. Indeed, I was most successful in the misdirection. For, my brother-in-law in his haste was so stunned by

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