Dallas, 1990's.  Young krs managed a group of software developers in a remote office.

"Agnes" had been our departmental assistant for years.  One day, she took time out from her grueling, busy personal phone call regimen to take an extra long lunch.  When she came back in the office, she was beside herself.  "A woman pulled into our parking lawt," she drawled, "and she changed her baby's diaper right thair and then threw the diaper down on the ground!"  Agnes seemed so upset, it seemed certain that she would be off her game all afternoon (playing  Windows Solitaire, her daily favorite).  And that was when The Idea popped into my head.

"Well, WHO is going to pick it up?" I asked.  "Shall we draw straws?"  The entire office had a look of horror on their collective faces. Nobody wanted to even think about it.  Agne's phone rang to cut the tension, and the only thing we could be sure of was that it was not a business call.

At 3p, I had had enough.   "Are we going to let that filthy diaper bake out there in the sun all day?" I asked.  "Is somebody going to do something?"  The office was silent.  "Okay -- I'll deal with it," I hissed, and I stomped outside.  The group held their breath as I finally came clomping back inside holding the disgusting thing.  Oh, it "was a poopy diaper," all right.  And the lady hadn't even bothered to seal it up very well.  I held it in my hand menacingly, as everyone stepped out of their office to stare in horror.

"krs, please stop it!" Doug yelled.  "I am going to be sick!"  Agne's eyes were practically bugging out of her head.  What would krs do?  Surely not… drop it in the trash can right there in the reception area?  Or… chase someone around the office with it?

"I cannot believe some woman could be so crass," I said.  "It just makes me SICK!  Dropping a DIRTY DIAPER in a business parking lot?  It is just REVOLTING!  It just makes me wanna… it makes me want to… ohhh…"

And that was when I opened the diaper to expose the putrid contents.  Everyone gasped.

"It just makes me wanna… DO THIS!"  I thundered.  And that was when I shoved the open diaper into my face and took a giant bite.

Agnes screamed, dropping her phone, her jaw, and her drawers, her Solitaire game immediately crashing into the Microsoft Big Blue Screen of Death.  T's coffee cup plummeted to the floor, and there was a group uber--gag.

I smiled from ear to ear.  "Delicious!!!!!" I beamed.  And I started laughing hysterically. I howled for at least 10 minutes, and then continued laughing as I collapsed on the floor. I was literally FOFandLOL, Falling On Floor and Laughing Out Loud!!!!! Almost to the point of needing hospitalization. It's always good to have fun at work.

Prank Recipe

• Good fortune to have 1 lady changing her brat's diaper in your parking lot
• Good fortune to happen to have a package of your kid's diapers in your trunk
• 1 package Hostess Ding Dongs from the vending machine
• 1 generous splash Minute Maid lemonade
• Optional Tootsie Roll
• Ability to keep a straight face

Go out to your car and secretly take clean diaper from bag. Remove hostess Ding Dong #1 from package.  Smear into perfectly clean diaper.  Spread, smear again.  Leave some large chocolaty clumps.  Repeat for Ding Dong #2. Make sure that chocolatey icing is prevalent and realistic. Liberally splash on lemonade.  Seal diaper crudely.  Assemble gullible office assistant and other staff.  Open diaper and parade it around to horror of entire group.  Dramatically deliver line, "...makes me wanna… DO THIS!"   Shove diaper into face and take a giant bite of delicious chocolaty Ding Dong.  Watch pie-eyed office folks excrete a brick factory.  Laugh hysterically until Ding Dong comes out your nose.