This one was done to me.
Call the Jerry Springer show and leave a message with their automated system using your friend's name and phone number. Make up some incredibly outlandish story (but still just within the realm of possibility) and wait until one of the show's producers/interns calls your friend to inquire about the sordid details.
When I was contacted by a producer, I was informed that I had left a message with the show explaining that I had been involved in an affair with my Catholic School teacher/nun who had just turned 60 and that both of us were ready to admit our love and come out to the world. The producer went on to say that they were really glad I had chosen the show as a way of expressing our love and that they were more than happy to fly me and my nun down as well as to pay for lodging for the weekend of filming.
I was 16 at the time, but it was still the best prank someone has pulled on me to date.
Retroactive Edit:
jorb wrote:you fat-fingered, trigger happy nabbly-boos.
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