The Cutest Con
Growing up my family always played cards. My little brother was probably 7 at the time and was losing pretty horribly and pretty heartbroken about it. My parents told him to stop whining and made him go put on his pj’s and brush his teeth while we were dealing the last hand.
At that point we proceeded to stack his hand and gave him every top trump card except for the one that was flipped up signifying the trump suit.
When he came back he was so happy that he wanted to show us his cards, but we made him play it out. At each lay of his cards we got subsequently louder and more excited to the point that he was so proud of himself on the last card while laughing uncontrollably.
That evening my mother heard crying from his room. She went in to figure out the problem, and he told her that he was crying because (whilst sobbing), “No one should ever be allowed to be this happy!!!!”
Every now and then the story would be brought up and he would beam remembering the best hand of cards ever. We didn’t tell him until probably 3-4 years ago, almost 15 years after. He gets a good chuckle about it now, but he was a bit disappointed that first night we gave him the real scoop. Story credit: Reddit / taymartin