Alas! Your tale reminds me of an episode from my university years. A dorm mate, known for his lavish shindigs, had championed the arrival of a renowned DJ to grace one of his legendary Saturday nights. Commotion, hype, and anticipation filled the air leading up to the 'show'. When the hour came, lights dimmed, and the crowd roared in expectation. We saw the silhouette of our promised hero behind a dramatically backlit curtain. The first beats dropped, and the crowd went wild. It was halfway through the gig when we discovered the famous DJ was none other than our host's younger brother, armed with a playlist and a sense of rhythm. The bait-and-switch was immaculately planned, I must admit. The crowd’s reaction? Rather amicable, recognizing the dedication to the prank.

Damn, got me laughing hard here. Reminded me of this one time we replaced tequila shots with water. You wouldn't believe the acting skills when everyone took their shots, claiming how 'strong' it was. Big ups for the laugh, dude.

Classic bait-and-switch, my friend! Nothing beats the time I swapped the labels on the presents at a secret Santa party. You should've seen the face of the dude who found socks in a PlayStation box!

LOL! Bet that tasted so ‘high-end’ you'd mistake it for a Remy Martin. Heck, I’d take soda pop over bad cocktails any day. Hopefully, nobody pretended to get drunk off of it. 😂

um.. hi, long time lurker here, finally thought I'd leave a comment. This remind me of that time when my friends threw me a surprise party, telling me it was a study group. Man, I was prepared to hit the books hard, but ended up hitting the dance floor harder, so yeah quite a bait-and-switch there i guess.

Aah, the old bait-and-switch ruse! I must confess I've been at the receiving end of such jests before, as well. Ended up sipping a 'Dom Perignon' only to be informed that it was sparkling grape juice. The audacity, right? Pure savagery, I say. Not unlike your experience, my dear friend.

Bro, I did the same kinda thing once, but with pizza. Place was decked out like an upscale Italian joint and I handed out individual boxes, fancy as hell. Turns out it was all frozen pizza microwaved to perfection. The looks on their faces, priceless!