When I was 12, and my little brother was 10, I hid under his bed as he was getting ready for bed in the bathroom. He laid down and I didn't make a sound or move a muscle for what felt like 10 minutes. My plan was to take it seriously and make all kinds of scary sounds and shake his bed and whatnot, but as I lay there under his bed I couldn't help but think about how funny this was going to be. I tried really hard not to laugh at the thought, but finally a little giggle slipped out...
...
he stopped breathing...
that's when I lost it, started laughing, lifted up his boxsprings and mattress about a foot or so and he ran out of the room screaming "DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!!!!!!!!"
Even my dad thought it was hilarious.