Remembering my more gullible days...

I'd like to say that I've fallen for so many stories that at this point I'm a little wiser about believing hoaxes. But if the situation is right, and the person tells a convincing enough story, I'll believe it.

At a wedding a while back, we were waiting at our table for the bride and groom to come by and say hi. It was a pretty big wedding, so we were getting a little restless. We resorted to taking weird pictures with the centerpieces. Sarah told me that rose petals are great for absorbing oil. So following her lead, I grabbed a few petals that were scattered around the table and started dabbing at my face. I thought it was working great, until I saw her doubling over in laughter.

I'd have to say that my brother and Sarah have tricked me the most. Anytime they tell me a story, my first response is "shut up."