Liam and his best friend Jake were both seated inside Liam’s bedroom on a Friday night, both laughing as they scrolled through a list of random phone contacts that Jake had found online. “This is going to be so funny,” Jake said, almost bursting into laughter.
“Okay, let’s start with something basic,” Liam said as he grabbed his phone. He selected a contact and put the phone on speaker.
“Hello?” replied an irritated voice on the other line.
“Hi sir, pizza delivery here. We have twenty extra large pizzas with anchovies on the way,” Liam stated. “Will this be charged to your card?”
There was a long pause until someone on the other line said with a grunt. “I didn’t order any pizza.”
“Oh no,” Liam gasped. “There’s a whole fleet of them on the way. That is going to be a horrible sight to behold.”
“Look, kid…” the man began, but Liam hung up fast. They both started laughing.
“Those jokes were gold” Jake mentioned, giving a high five along with Liam. “Let’s do it again.”
Liam quickly went through his lists, but this time he got an answer from a woman.
“Hello?” the woman said.
“Yes, ma’am,” Jake said as he thickened his voice to hide his identity, “I am the president of America. You are now a proud owner of an all-expense paid trip to the moon!”
“The moon?” the woman replied, sounding slightly amused.
“Yes, but ‘the moon’ is reserved for those who can solve my riddle: What color is the sky?”
There was a pause, then she said, “Grey?”
“Wrong. Try again.”
She thought for a minute, but then she followed with “Blue?”
Jake gasped loudly. “You’ve got it! Start packing because NASA will be on their way in an hour!”
The woman laughed. “I should probably thank you for the call, Mr. President. Well, this means I need to prepare myself!”
They hung up and burst into laughter again. “That one was awesome,” Liam said. “She actually played along!”
“Alright, one more,” Jake said grabbing the phone. “Let’s try something bold.” He called a random number. The phone rang twice before a familiar voice answered.
“Hello?”
Both boys froze. It was Liam’s mom.
Jake’s eyes widened as he mouthed, “Oh no.”
Liam, thinking fast, put on a deep voice. “Uh, yes, hello. This is, um, Officer Johnson from the police department. A report with a missing cat known as… uh… Mr. Fluffypants has been filed.”
Silence.
Then, Liam’s mother sighed. “Liam, I know this is you.”
Liam gulped. “Uh… no, it is not.”
“Uh-huh. And who is that giggling in the background? Jake?”
Jake immediately stopped laughing, panic-stricken.
“Uh…no?” he squeaked.
“Uh-huh. Boys, I suggest you stop prank-calling people because you will get into trouble.”
Liam sighed in defeat. “Okay, mom,” as the conversation ended, both staring at each other. Then, after a moment, they started laughing again.
“Okay, maybe we have to retire from prank calls,” Liam said.
Jake nodded. “Yeah or at least getting better at disguising our voices.”
They laughed again, preparing for their next prank.
