I have pranked my HCBW over the years, but last weekend's prank didn't end like I thought it would. My wife's boss owns a condo in Park City and he offered to us for the weekend. Unfortunately, my wife ended up working a bit late on Friday night, so she told me to drive up alone with our sons and she'd meet us there later. I packed the car and headed up I-80 to Park City.

She called me a couple of hours later when she was leaving Salt Lake to tell me that she was on her way. That gave us about an hour to prepare for a prank so the boys and I decided to go for it. Earlier in the week while discussing our mini trip, we had joked about bears so I convinced the boys that a fake bear attack scenario would be prefect.

We made large, bear-like footprints in the snow around the condo that led to the front door. We continued the footprint path through the entrance of the condo on the tile flooring with a little mud.

We found some ketchup bottles in the refrigerator and covered ourselves with it. It got a little messy, but we made sure to not get ketchup on any of the carpet or anything else that would be difficult to clean later. A prank is a prank, but a big mess would just piss off my wife.

As soon as we felt like we were ready, I called my wife to see how close she was and to set the trap. As soon as she told me that she was only a few minutes away, I gave the signal to the boys and the screaming about a bear started. I yelled into the phone that I had to go and disconnected the call before dropping it on the floor.

We positioned ourselves on the tile floor in various death poses and waited for about 10 minutes for my wife to arrive. While lying there, my oldest son said, "Dad, I don't think this is a good idea." My second son agreed, "Mom is going to freak out." I assured them that it would be fine as long as she didn't call 911.

We waited.

When my wife arrived and was close enough to see through the open condo door, she screamed the most terrifying scream I've ever heard in my life. The wordless screech was so powerful that it surely would have scared away any bears in the area.
After she stepped a little closer, a couple of the boys jumped up and yelled "Gotcha!"

It was after I sat up and started laughing that she turned around and headed back to the car. She was furious. I begged her to find the humor in it and she told me that I was a sick person for dreaming that any sane person could laugh about her family being mauled to death by a bear.

After about 20 minutes, I calmed her down enough to at least come inside the condo where the kids were already cleaning the ketchup from themselves and the floor. They apologized to her but she said "I know it wasn't your idea. It was your dad and he is evil so I don't blame you. I blame him. He is evil and bad. Who does something like that and involves their own children? He is a bad, bad man."
Through all the years of marriage, she was as angry with me as she had ever been. It was not good.

She told the kids that they could stay with me in the condo over the weekend or they could return home with her. My apologies were ignored as each of them piled into the car.

Needless to say, I stayed alone in the condo all weekend and I haven't been home yet. I've just spent my nights here at work.


Has anyone else here pranked someone and the outcome was not exactly what you expected?