My Ways To Change The Rules
In high school I took a weightlifting class for my PE credit and we were told that we could bring in a CD of our music and the coaches would play it over the speakers while we worked out. I burned a CD with a bunch of My Little Pony songs and the coach put it into the system without checking it beforehand.
We were allowed to bring in our own music with earbuds after that. But I didn’t stop there. In middle school I went to a science camp and one of the activities was a game called “Dramatic Demise”. Everyone stands in a circle with their heads down.
When the counselor said to look up, if any two people looked at each other they would have to act out a dramatic demise scene. My dumb self decided that when it was my turn, I would go rigid and fall backwards.
Needless to say, I hit the concrete hard. Now there was a rule about how you could “die”. Story credit: Reddit / Skeleterr