The Postcard Prank OR How We Pranked ZUG A comedy article
by KChikita Rex 128,451 98 04/04/2011 05:26 PM 2023 views
First, eye candy!
Okay, so we totally flubbed that and giggled a whole lot. Here's what really happened.
A few months ago, I saw a short anecdote on Facebook about someone's father sending them a postcard of the planet Earth that said "Wish you were here!" It made me laugh, so I ordered a pack of 8 postcards from Zazzle.com with the intention of sending them out to a few people.
My first mistake was asking Diana for Nutbutter's mailing address. Oops. Right up front, I had given myself away. However, after addressing 4 of the postcards, I realized that it would be funnier to send postcards to AS MANY LIVE'RS AS POSSIBLE. For that I would need help.
Enter the ACCOMPLICE!
Prettier than Vanna White!
I contacted Diana and ran my idea by her. She immediately said "I'm in. What do we need to do first?"
I ordered a second larger batch of postcards. While we waited for them to arrive, we schemed and plotted.
We obviously couldn't physically mail the cards ourselves, since the postmark would give us away immediately. However, between the two of us we knew 6 trustworthy people who are not affiliated with Zug in any way, that would be willing to drop postcards in the mail for us.
Enter the PSEUDO-ACCOMPLICES!
The "Z" shape was completely coincidental, but totally awesome.
Diana and I collected all the addresses the two of us already had, and then started going through Zug and Facebook to fill in the gaps. We did not break anyone's confidence to get any of the addresses. Anyone that got a card was either someone whose address one of us already had or that we were able to find online using information from either whitepages.com or spokeo.com. If we found multiple addresses online, we used our best guess. (Worked for SIV!) Some of you are more paranoid than others, so if you did not receive a card, we weren't able to track you down and congratulations should be in order. You can sleep better at night.
You...are safe.
The timing was perfect. Once I realized how far we could potentially take this, we were just in time to send them out for April Fools Day.
I sorted the names based on state so that no one from the same state would get a card from either a) their home state or b) the same postmark as someone else that lives in their home state. The only flaw (phla?) in that was that we had one pseudo-accomplice that didn't get back to us in time, so two batches had to go out from Orlando at the last minute. (Originally, for example, Ravos and Mailman would have gotten different postmarks.) Also, I tried to make sure that everyone received a postcard from as far away from home as possible while still adhering to the previous conditions. I carefully hand-wrote each card, drew the Zug crown in the corner and kissed each one as if it were a fragile butterfly carrying a message of hope and peace to the world.
Kind of like this.
Then I laughed maniacally and stuffed them into bubble mailers.
The packages were sent out via priority mail to the 5 remaining pseudo-accomplices, who touched base with one of us when they mailed their batch of postcards.
And then we waited. And giggled A LOT.
When Nutbutter and Turtle both received a postcard, and the only legible postmark was from Orlando, I was afraid the entire prank was going to fail. I was the most likely suspect and Nutbutter grilled me pretty hard on Facebook. When Frat got his postcard from New Orleans, I knew we were pretty safe.
We both spent days laughing out loud at odd times, deflecting questions via text, email, and chat, pretending to be busy and trying not to "out" ourselves. The reaction was exactly what we hoped for, in every capacity.
There was only one final goal that hadn't yet been realized. The one thing I wanted to happen more than anything in the world, that would put the proverbial glaze on the muffin.
Glaze it! GLAZE IT!!!!
The coup de grace, the pinnacle, peak and climax of the prank in my mind. I obsessively checked the thread over and over on Friday, April Fools Day, hoping beyond hope that my timing would be perfect.
And then John posted that he also received a postcard.
I let out an audible "WOOOOOT!" in my office and immediately texted Diana. I had pranked John, on his birthday no less. And he acknowledged it in the thread.
Awesome.
All in all, I think the entire prank cost just under $50 for supplies and postage.
Diana: Pretty good for an endless source of amusement for the two of us!
It was a corny joke but done on a pleasingly wide scale. Be afraid of what Diana and I could do given the right motivation and endless budget, time and resources.
Diana: Be very afraid.
Also, if you criticize me about my loaner webcam quality, I will cut joo. (Diana:CUT JOO!) I know where you live.
I can't stop giggling still. I had SUCH a hard time not admitting it was me to Turtle, then SHP, then Nutbutter, then SHP again, then Jeeni, as they all said "So you totally did this right? I know you did." I answered truthfully "I didn't mail out any postcards!" Only SHP answered "That didn't answer my question!"
Also, this is pretty much the best prank, and I am glad nobody told me because I go to feel included in the party, not the plan.
I will be tickling you both the next time I see you though, as "punishment."
I'm happy that I got included in the list of recipients, but at the same time, it didn't allow me to roll out my plan of pretending that I had received an Earth postcard, just to puzzle the sender. I would have arranged to get a picture of the card and fabricated all the evidence needed to prove that I did in fact, receive a postcard when in fact, I didn't.
Pranking the prankster would have been sweet, but it's ok, I'll do something else instead. Stay tuned for the upcoming prank in which I sue KChiki for giving my personal information to someone I don't know in Orlando.
There are several people who should have received a card but never posted that they did. So if you didn't get a card just tell yourself we wrote your address down wrong or something, and that you really are popular on the internet. Really.
Good job ladies. When the whole thing started I didn't expect to get one since I haven't even been hear a year yet. I thought the whole thing was a gaint Steven Wright reference
I appreciate the thought, although I do have one question; did you pick the address for me because of its similarity to 1337?
Well done, ladies. When the postcard arrived my wife asked me who it was from. I said "Well, other people from Zug are getting-". That was all I had to say before she dropped the whole subject.
Nice job, ladies. +50 Nutbutter Points for each of you. Nutbutter Points are exchangeable for goods and services. Mostly services, IFYOUKNOWWHATIMEAN.
The funny thing is, I blames KChiki on Facebook mostly as a joke, because my card came from Orlando. I already knew what she pointed out, that it was a big state, but I still acted like I was accusing her. While she may have been on my top ten list of suspects, I didn't really give it much more thought.
It was a big mystery, though I had some ideas, but then the other day something hit me and suddenly I knew Diana had a big part in it. I mean, I knew it. She denied it, of course, but I still knew.
KChiki, on the other hand, put up a good act in trying to help the rest of us solve the mystery. I never really suspected she was in on it.
Conclusion: If you ever need help hiding a body, ask KChiki, not Diana.
Also, when I was watching the video my wife came in the room. I told her the postcard mystery had been revealed and she looked at the video and asked if you two were sisters.
And now my Diana/KChiki/Nutbutter fantasy is SO much hotter.
Doesn't bother me one bit that you two know where I live. Now if it had been someone like turtle, I would have been looking for him outside my bathroom window for a few months.
You will never find me outside the bathroom window. I just walk by the front of the house with random dogs and peek in the front windows. Much better view from the street.
I got one. It was sent from New Orleans. So help me god if you gave my address to trixie, I will ass murder you right in your Frost hole.
I've been told that the person who acted as the postcard proxy in New Orleans wasn't Trixxie, but Jilly. So you can sleep in peace, Trixxie doesn't have your address; the Mesh Bag of Nightmares does.
I didn't get a postcard. I guess no one wishes I was on Earth. My sister used to scream "No one in the whole world likes you" when we were kids but I figured she meant "there's no one in the whole world like you."
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