This prank doesn't need anything but a friend who understands dirty jokes and yourself.
You: Okay, say the word 'addicted' every time I pause, alright?
Friend: Okay.
You: Money...
Friend: Addicted.
You: TV...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Candy...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Hitting people in the face with an iron...
Friend: ...addicted...
By this point you need to come up with several different others to get them to barely even notice what they're "addicted" to.
You: Soda?
Friend: Addicted...
You: What hit you in the face last night?
Friend: Addicted...
The look that will come over their face will be absolutely priceless.
Try it out!
-Ray
You: Okay, say the word 'addicted' every time I pause, alright?
Friend: Okay.
You: Money...
Friend: Addicted.
You: TV...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Candy...
Friend: Addicted.
You: Hitting people in the face with an iron...
Friend: ...addicted...
By this point you need to come up with several different others to get them to barely even notice what they're "addicted" to.
You: Soda?
Friend: Addicted...
You: What hit you in the face last night?
Friend: Addicted...
The look that will come over their face will be absolutely priceless.
Try it out!
-Ray
when death sits on your shoulder
infecting your coração
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when you want your self back
where do you go
who do you turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know you just wait
but i'm not sure if you are playing tricks on me
can you end my sorrow
or is it you who causes my agony
will you be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.
infecting your coração
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when you want your self back
where do you go
who do you turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know you just wait
but i'm not sure if you are playing tricks on me
can you end my sorrow
or is it you who causes my agony
will you be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.