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The best thing ever happened to me while playing jokes was while doing the purse on fishing line thing: a bus! (tourist carrier class not the usual public transportation) stopped and the driver exited to collect. While he couldn't see us hiding beside the road the passengers did. Hearing the laughter after he reentered the bus was sweeter than any music. We tought it was very kind of him not only to make a greedy fool of himself but even provide us a full load of comfortably seated public for the whole spectacle.
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