My One Successful Practical Joke

When I was seven I put a whoopee cushion under one of the cushions on my couch. When our baby sitter sat on the sofa, she thought the BTttrruuup of the whoopee cushion was her pants ripping wide open. My brother and I died laughing and our poor babysitter sat their forever until we told her it was just whoopee cushion. Looking back on the situation, before I told her that her pants weren’t busted open, I should have raided the ice cream.