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The book "There Is No Memetics Division", if they have a bookshelf.
Minimal spoiler: It is about induced memory loss.
I saw someone do this to a neighbour and i thought it was really funny and not harmful. If you can then take the photos they have already put up inside their homes and photoshop them. Make their forehead bigger than what it already is, make someone smaller of taller than they are and stuff like that. If possible you can insert yourself in one of the photos. Then take the photoshopped photo and put it in front of their own photos inside their frame. You could also write a message behind the manipulated photo.
Omg this is so funny, please let me know what happens and when they find out
You can get photo quality prints at CVS or Walgreens.
Get similar pictures to theirs but with a totally different family... Bonus points if the other family is a different race.
If possible you can insert yourself in one of the photos. Then take the photoshopped photo and put it in front of their own photos inside their frame
Ah, a modified version of the old Step-Grandma gambit!
A while ago I realised that blackboard chalk sticks are about the same size as cigarettes.
Next time I visited my friend who smokes, I waited til she was out getting us dinner, and I replaced all the cigs in her pack with chalk sticks, then hid the cigs somewhere else. Later that night after I got home I got a text from her "Where the fuck are my cigs?!"
Very funny and mostly harmless
Oh. Oh god.
Okay, so bear with me.
Many years ago, some friends and I worked at the University Museum of Archeology and Anthropology at University of Pennsylvania. At the time of this story, the museum was undergoing a bunch of renovations. The renovation dust would intermittently get kicked up by the ventilation system or would fall in a clump or whatever, and the movement would set of the security alarms. After a couple months of this, Security became somewhat lax in responding to alarms, because every night there were a number of false alarms.
So, one early morning, a student is walking to the university and spots something weird sitting in the middle of the pedestrian walkway on the South Street bridge. As they get closer, it starts to look familiar. They get up close and recognize it as the solid silver stand that usually supports
in the Rotundra of the Museum. This is the first indication that anyone has that the museum was burgled the night before.
The police are called, the stand goes through evidence collection, everyone traipses over to the Museum, Security (and the museum administration) is shocked. Everyone starts looking around for whatever else might have been taken. Eventually we conclude that only three items are missing: the Dowager Empress' crystal ball, the solid silver stand the ball usually rests on, and a 2500 year old bronze statue of the Egyptian god Osiris. [The ball is gorgeous: it's like the third largest crystal ball in the world, it's absolutely flawless, and John Wanamaker bought it for like $50,000 back in 1920.]
All three items were taken from either the Rotundra itself or just nearby. This is somewhat confusing, as the Rotundra is all the way toward the back of the Museum, and up a couple staircases. Why wouldn't the thieves grab stuff from a more accessible area instead of crossing almost the entire Museum? Also, the objects are heavy or difficult to carry - why wouldn't they take something smaller, more easily portable, and more valuable - for example, the Tang dynasty horses that are also in the Rotundra and much more valuable?
Even more confusing is why the thieves decided to ditch the stand for the crystal ball. Presumably they were having problems carrying all three items and decided to leave one behind. Did they drop the four-foot tall 60-pound statue of Osiris? No. Did they leave the 50-pound crystal ball which is very round and can be hard to hold safely? No. They decided to leave behind the 20-pound stand, which has lots of easy finger-holds, is made of solid silver, and is easily meltable into easily-sold unidentifiable metal. It's all just ... very weird.
Anyway, the police show up. Because of some University association with the state that I can no longer remember, the FBI shows up. There's lots of chaos. And ... nothing happens. The FBI takes the stand into custody for forensic examination, but they can't find any clues. They keep the stand in custody for a couple years in case "something else turns up" but the case goes cold.
Eventually they return the stand to the Museum. We clean it carefully and, heartbroken, put it into storage. And for a couple more years, nothing happens. [continued]
Then one day, Jes Canby (one of our Museum workers) happens to visit a junk store a few blocks off campus - Jes loves junk stores! As she's wandering around looking at stuff, several aisles over, she sees something and thinks to herself, "Hunh. That kinda looks like the Osiris statue that was stolen from the Museum a few years ago." She gets a couple aisles closer and thinks, "Wow, that really does look like the Osiris statue that got stolen!" She goes over to get a closer look and discovers the Museum accession numbers still on the side of the statue. She calls the police.
The police show up. The FBI shows up (again). The shop owner is interrogated: Where did you get this statue?! Why, from Al the homeless junk guy, of course. Al wanders around on trash day and pulls out stuff, and the junk store guy buys it from him. Just last week, he paid Al $25 combined for the Osiris statue and an old side table. Does the FBI want the old side table, too? After much examination and consultation, the FBI does not want the old side table.
And where, they ask, might the FBI find Al the homeless junk guy? I dunno, says the store owner, he's homeless. So the FBI starts searching West Philly for Al.
Eventually they find him. Where did you get the statue? they ask. "From the curb in front of some house a couple miles away; sometimes they throw away some nice stuff in that neighborhood." They put him in the car and drive around a whole lot until they eventually find the right house (things look different from a car).
They question the homeowner: Where and how did he get the Osiris statue? "I didn't," he says. "I have a large garage and my family and friends sometimes store things there. I was on vacation in Europe a few years ago, and when I got back, this statue was there. I asked my family and and friends about it and no one knew anything about it.
"I started clearing out my garage a month or so ago, and asked again and no one still knew anything about the statue, so I gave it to my brother-in-law; he wanted it for a lawn ornament. Except his wife thought it was ugly and made him bring it back. I didn't have any use for it, so I put it out with the trash."
Oh? asks the FBI real casually. Did anything else happen to show up around the same time?
A pause while the homeowner thinks. "Oh yeah - there was a crystal ball, too. I gave it to my housekeeper - she's really into all that New Age-y stuff. Where does she live? Oh, somewhere across the river - maybe Trenton, I think?"
So the FBI gets the housekeeper's info and drives across the river to Trenton and knocks on her door. She truly does have a bunch of New Age-y stuff in her place. They ask her about the crystal ball the homeowner gave her.
"Oh yes," she says. "You know, I used to keep it in my bedroom, but the light in there was just too strong - it burned a hole in my arm!"
And where, they ask patiently, is it now?
"Oh, it's right over there." She points. It's on the coffee table; she's using it as a hatstand. [continued]
Various epilogues:
The FBI confiscated the crystal ball and the Osiris statue, and re-confiscated the stand, for "forensics analysis". But the staff at the Museum had thoroughly cleaned the stand before putting it into storage, the housekeeper took obsessively good care of the crystal ball, and the Osiris statue had been through too many locations under different conditions and entirely too many hands for anything useful to be found. Eventually, after many years of us asking, they returned the items to the Museum.
There had been a reward offered for the successful return of the items - maybe $10k or something? The homeowner tried to claim it, but was turned down. I personally think it should have gone to Al the homeless junk guy: he explicitly saved the statue from the trash, his actions are the ones that triggered the whole recovery process, and he's definitely the one who could have benefitted the most. But no :( Eventually they decided to give the money to Jes, who promptly turned around and donated it back to the Museum.
While the theft shows clear signs of some insider knowledge - that there would likely be no Security response to alarms going off, and that the garage would be open and homeowner away - they never caught the thieves. I personally think the number of people who knew both things would be pretty small, but no one was ever charged.
The FBI did a bunch of press conferences congratulating themselves on their diligent fieldwork and years-long persistence in recovering the objects - completely ignoring that they'd long since given up and that there would have been no discovery at all if Jes hadn't wandered into that junk store. Years later, one of the FBI guys wrote a book and it turned out these were the guys from the FBI's semi-newly-created Art Crimes Unit, and this was one of their first successful "investigations".
And, finally: the artifacts have been lovingly cleaned and returned to their display positions at University Museum. If you visit the Museum today and head to the Rotunda, you can see the Dowager Empress Cixi's crystal ball sitting proudly on it's solid silver stand, while the Osiris statue lives just a few yards away.
Anyway, OP, that's my answer to your question: a stolen, 2500 year old, 60 pound bronze statue of the Egyptian god Osiris. I can guarantee that it will cause much confusion over many years.
Every now and again, you come across a post -- or I suppose series of posts, in this case -- that make you wish Lemmy had some equivalent to Reddit gold, because just upvoting isn't enough. This is one of those times.
You could pick a "best of" community to repost it to.
Cool story bro. I enjoyed this about as much as the Rome Sweet Rome thing on reddit 15 years ago. What gets me most is that somewhere in the world there might be a person who knows exactly what happened, who is reading this right now and smiling.
ahahah what a trip. Great storytelling. This one must get told a lot 😁
Coins. It's not a weird item but if you hide hundreds of 1 cent coins around the whole place at some point they will wonder where all those coins are coming from.
May I suggest an enhancement to this? Rather than cents, go to a money changer and get small denomination coins from a country neither of you have ever visited and hide those. The more unusual the country the better, and if you can get them all with the same mint year better still.
That would be hilarious actually since we haven't used 1 cent coins since like 2010. I have a roll somewhere...
Steam up the windows/mirrors and write something. It's only visible when the room steams up again.
"Help," "I'm sorry," "I miss you," etc.
I also used to buy wall decals. You can buy Mario themed ones or whatever and leave them inside cabinets, behind doors, etc. The right kind comes off without leaving any residue.
We use to leave pictures of Nicolas Cage everywhere. Print them out like 30 to a sheet so they're small and discreet but plentiful. I think the most I his before getting caught was 80. Only a few left in my pocket before one was discovered. He found them for months afterwards. This was about a decade ago.
This is one I was planning to do for a friend but he moved away and I never got a chance.
Toast his bread. Take two slices of bread out of his bread bag, toast them, then put them back in the middle of the loaf.
You can buy a sheet of "for rectal use only" stickers pretty cheap and you can put those all over
1000 tiny plastic babies
Mini rubber ducks
Put one in the toilet tank.
Might not get found for a long while but going to be a really fun discovery down the line.
Found James Veitch's fediverse account.
when 2 of our friends got engaged we had a party at another's house. the two who got engaged love hedgehogs, so we bought a 50 pack of tiny plastic hedgehogs as a decoration. those tiny things were perfect for hiding all over the house. last summer we helped them move out of the house (about 1.5 years after the engagement party) and we found a good 10 of those little guys still hidden around.
My go to is always sneak in a framed photo of Peggy Bundy in amongst their own photos. She is Americas mother after all!

19 sticky notes, label them 1-10 and 12-20. Hide them in random places with 1 modestly easily found on a regular day.
I'm a big fan of the cress keyboard.
If they don't have a cat then leave a litterbox, cat toys, and cat food out as if a cat has been living there. If they don't have a dog then leave a leash, dog food and dog bed. Repeat for other animals you get the idea
I love all of these suggestions, they're delightfully unhinged.
As for a suggestion, maybe get a bulk pack if "elf on a shelf" elves, and hide them in rarely checked areas; under the bed, on top of cupboards, right at the back, taped to the bottom of the dining table, under the couch cushions, and the like. Give them cryptic notes to hold if you can think of enough.
I used to work for the federal government and we all HATED a certain department manager. It was a huge facility with hundreds of employees and had an institutional sized break room with several glass door commercial refrigerators, like you see at convenience stores. Employees had to have their names on all refrigerated items or they would be thrown out. Somehow I wound up with a bottle of chocolate flavored edible lube, so I put the department manager's name on it and stuck it amongst the bottles of condiments. The department manager was too good to eat in the break room with the peons, so she never saw it. Everybody hated her and got a huge laugh out of it and the chocolate lube sat in the fridge for months :) Maybe put something like that randomly in their refrigerator or in a cabinet.
Reminds me of one time when I was getting my lunch leftovers to take home from a fridge in one of the break rooms at WotC. Sitting on the wire rack was a plain baloney sandwich with a single large bite taken out of it, like it came from a cartoon. When I say "plain" I mean two pieces of wheat bread with a piece of baloney between them - no apparent mustard, mayo, or anything. Also no plate, no sandwich bag, just this pathetic, dry looking, worst sandwich ever, lying directly on the wire shelf.
Next to the sandwich was a Post-It that just said, "SRSLY?"
What we did at my friend's house was put among us stickers hidden all over the place. I even put one "inside" his monitor (behind the vesa mount) and I kept getting messages from him for MONTHS about where he found another one. There were stickers even in the inside of the lamps, in the trash can, under his keyboard and so much more lol
Everything gets funny then annoying then funny then impressive and then legendary when it's 5000 of something.
Photos of their workspace, home, car. No one in the shot. Random photos of their things. Then attach them to the things. Photo of the microwave taped under microwave or on the side they dont normally see. Fridge pic on top of fridge. Photo of remote in where the remote batteries go.
Maybe label all the photos in a foreign language like Russian or something.
Something is odd when it's out of place and not easily dismissed. Developing a theme of some sort which infers some seemingly random items are somehow connected would add a sense of intention.
If your friend is in to fishing then you could litter fishing related things about their home. If they're into a certain spots team then leaving a rival team's merch would certainly catch their attention. You get the idea.
If you want to concoct something more elaborate and strange pick an object to start with and think of the most unrelated thing you could still associate with it. Like an eagle feather leading to Xavier: Renegade Angel. Going on a wiki-walk is great for this sort of brainstorming. Identify a bunch of loosely related but inexpensive items that are easy to hide and simple to find.
The "doubles of stuff they already have" bit is gold though.
Pancakes ... In there silverware drawer... In the sock drawer...in the bag of dishwasher tablets...pancakes everywhere
Just don't use syrup cause then it causes too much of a pain to clean when they find them.
Wait... Even better just Hershey kisses or mini peanut butter cups. Get a giant bag for like 20 and spread them around. They are individually wrapped so no mess and the first few times they will be happy for a treat but like after 50 they will be going crazy... Not safe if they have dogs but mostly harmless otherwise
A friend of mine always hides a copy of ninja giaden z in our mutual friends house whenever we visit
Get an electric metronome (for playing instruments), unscrew a vent, turn it on, and screw the vent back on. He probably won't hear it till he goes to bed, then it's like a clock with a megaphone through the entire house.
You need the following:
- Plastic pipes
- end caps
- wool yarn
- table salt
- citric acid
- soy lecithin
- shampoo
- alarm clock
- popcorn
Leave all of it scattered on the table and let your friend's imagination run wild.
Price tags. In Euros or rubles. And signs in Polish, Swedish, Russian, etc. On all his furniture and appliances, possibly on each bedroom too
The friend who helped me move into this apartment ~10 years ago hid a ton of index cards folded in half with a joke on the outside and the punch line inside scattered everywhere. I was finding them for literal years. In my heavy winter jacket pocket (I moved very far south from very far north in the US so I didn't find that one 'til the one snow of the winter), in my board games, under my computer mouse, in my cooking pots.
Rubber ducks. Watch the video https://share.google/BUzibjkS7hJQ099w4 first.
My daughter once shared that video with me for laughs. Then she moved into her shared student accomodation. We helped moving in, and just before we left, I went to the bathroom. With a bag of ducks in my pocket.
I fondly remember her screaming "PAPA!" 😃
If they have a cat, take some brown clay and sculpt an unusually large cat shit and leave it in the litter box.
Empty pringles can, 2 sponges, rubber gloves, and the biggest thing of lube you can find.
If they have a cat leave a dog toy, if they have a dog leave a cat collar etc.
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If they have a cat … take a shit in the litter box.
If you’re really brave gets some grape nuts, powder sugar and tootsie rolls. Get a pan that looks like the cats littler box.
Mix the grape nuts and powder sugar together in the pan. Toss in some tootsie rolls.
Sneak that in.
When they’re in another room, fetch the pan and walk in holding it eating a tootsie roll.
Get a litter box and fill it with kitty litter than take a massive dump in it.


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