Another "Just because",
This one didn't happen to me, but I was there. It's long, so grab that cup of coffee and go potty
When I was a kid in the 1960's we lived just on the edge of the City in an area that didn't have running water piped in. We had to get our water from a pumping station about 1 mile down the road from where we lived. We also had out houses.
The neighbour directly to our right was a married couple. Her name was "Rose". I don't know his name as everyone called him "Bull Moose". I remember he was a big burly looking man, and very MEAN! He hated kids and made sure everyone knew.
I was about 5 or 6 at the time and remember him running out of his house with a shot gun everytime a kid ran across his yard (there were no fences and you know kids will take the shortest route as the crow flies, lol)
He was always having arguments and fights with the neighbours and my family was no exception. My Mom liked Rose, but everyone hated Bull Moose.
One year my Dad and his brother wanted to cut down an old dead tree in the front of our yard. Bull Moose refused to let anyone on his property and refused to let my Dad onto his property in order to cut down the tree. He ended up cutting the tree down on an evening when Bull Moose was at work, LOL
We also had tornado-like winds that knocked down our chimney and blew over our outhouse on more than one occasion, and whenever Bull Moose caught my Dad on his property retrieving our out house building, Bull Moose had a total fit, and out came the gun. To my knowledge he never shot anyone though.
A few times my Dad and cousins would go and knock over his out house so that it was partially on our property and then my Dad would sit there with his 30-30 Winchester and watch while Bull Moose tried to lift up his out house without stepping on our property, LOL It was like the Hatfields and McCoys! LOL
Anyway, my Dad's brother lived on the other side of us and he didn't like Bull Moose anymore than anyone else did. Plus Bull Moose pulled a gun on my cousin more than once and that didn't sit well with my Uncle!. So my Uncle and my Dad, my brother, and cousin got together and concoted a scheme to get back at Bull Moose; they enlisted the help of my Mom and my Aunt.
Because we lived just outside the City it was pretty dark even though there was the occasional street light on the street, but the back yards, and especially the out houses were totally pitch dark and you had to use a flashlight to see. Bull Moose had a routine. When he got home after midnight he went into his house and got his flashlight, grabbed a magazine and then made his way to his out house.
The plan was to have my Mom and Aunt make a life size dummy/manikin and the rest would position it in old Bull Moose's out house late at night when it was dark.
That night after they put the dummy in his out house we all hid in bushes and behind trees. I climbed up into our Apple tree and watched from high up there.
Like clockwork Bull Moose arrived home, went into his house, grabbed his flashlight and magazine and went out to his outhouse. He opened the door and went in, and I guess by the light of his flashlight saw a "dead man" sitting there, LMAO
He burst back out through the door nearly knocking the building over in the process and ran screaming and yelling into his house. OMG! I nearly fell out of the tree from laughing, and my Mom literally piddled herself from laughing so hard, due to stress incontinence. We all scrambled to get inside our house before Bull Moose came back out and realized what was going on.
Not long after that we heard a police siren and saw a black and white police car show up at Bull Moose's house. We were all sitting in the dark running from window to window to see what was going on. The police went and looked at the "body" and realized it was a dummy. We saw them drive off with it sitting in the backseat of the car, LMAO
OMG! We had some fun times back then. Anyway, that wasn't my embarassing moment, but it was sure a great gag on a very mean man who deserved that fright and then some, LOL