Pranking our parents is so much fun, let’s be real. They’re pretty much in la-la-land most of the time, so getting one over on them is relatively easy—especially on the holidays when they’re so busy planning and cooking.
One daughter decided to get one over on her father in the best way possible—and shared the play-by-play on Twitter. In 2016, Judy Brown had pranked her dad by wrapping Brussel sprouts in Ferrero Rocher wrappings.
Some of you out there may recall that in 2016 I played an excellent Christmas prank on my long-suffering Dad. It worked a treat. pic.twitter.com/srfaVgLF2J— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
But, this year, she got even more creative with her prank. She skipped over a year to make sure her dad didn’t expect anything at all.
Last year I decided to play the long game & didn’t tamper with the confectionary: spooked by the year before, he would not touch a single Ferrero Rocher (which was great because he usually inhales them at 750mph) so there were Ferreros aplenty for the rest of us. I bided my time.— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
This year, she took it one step further.
And so, yesterday, home for Christmas and with the devil at my elbow, I embarked on my most audacious sprout prank yet. pic.twitter.com/zr24u6Ve0g— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
While he was out I dipped the sprouts in chocolate, rolled them in chopped hazelnuts, and did all I could to replicate the iconic Ferrerro. pic.twitter.com/UgvLOXeXWJ— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
I re-wrapped and (this is crucial) re-sealed the box with its original tape and a tiny dab of glue. Then secreted it amongst a bag of tasty gifts from my Aunt and retired to watch from afar pic.twitter.com/hkIThpvByI— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
Last night he viewed them with suspicion when they came out the bag... but I was out all day, how could I have tampered with them? He abstained and they sat in the kitchen all night.— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
This bright Christmas morning we were gathered round the tree, drinking tea and opening presents. Dad eyed the box. He quite likes a post-brekkie Ferrero. He approached. I hovered in the kitchen, careful not to spook him.— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
And Lo! He opened. He EXAMINED. He unwrapped. He examined FURTHER. Fears allayed, he popped the whole thing in his mouth. His face played a symphony of emotions: satisfaction, triumph, smugness, consternation, confusion, realisation, horror, disgust.— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
I am still chuckling. I will all day long. I know his retribution will be swift and terrible, but no Christmas gift could be greater than this: seeing my Dad, despite his efforts to avoid it, unwittingly eat a raw sprout. Merry Christmas, one and all. pic.twitter.com/RYV6pvYqbe— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 25, 2018
I’ve never been called evil genius by so many people! Glad to have spread some sprouty seasonal lols 😂 The situation hasn’t escalated...yet.— Judy Brown (@mcjude) December 26, 2018
(Any articles on this have been done after donations to @Shelter - if, like me, you have a conscience to salve then they’re pretty great)
People loved the savagery.
This is utterly inspired. You may have ruined your dad’s Christmas, but you’ve made mine. 😂— Helen Davidson (@HelenDGla) December 25, 2018