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Topic: Sleight of Dog
Message: Posted by: arthur stead (Jul 22, 2019 01:53PM)
I posted this in a different forum. Was curious to see what kind of responses I’d get from The Magic Café:

While walking my dog this morning, he stopped to take a poop on the edge of someone’s lawn. I reached into my left pants pocket for a plastic poop bag, and to my dismay, realized I had none! Then I noticed that the occupant of the next-door property was watching me.

So I reached into my right pants pocket, pretended to grasp something, and extracted my hand as if holding a poop bag. With one hand providing cover for the other, I reached down and went through the motions of opening the bag and picking up the poop.

Then I pretended to tie the (invisible) bag and put it into my pocket (something I never actually do), and went on my merry way.

I’m pretty sure my magical acting ability convinced the neighbor that I had done what I was pretending to do, and congratulated myself on my expert sleight hand. Of course, I went back later with a plastic bag to pick up the poop.
Message: Posted by: funsway (Jul 22, 2019 07:34PM)
Several magic principles at work here:

understanding the expectations of the audience,
following a pattern of performance,
having the 'dirty work' done at a time other than known to the observer.

The end result is that the poop actually vanishes.

The only problem is that if your dog is impressed he may want a repeat performance.
Message: Posted by: R.S. (Jul 22, 2019 07:39PM)
Hope your neighbor didn't notice your "double lift."

Ron :-)
Message: Posted by: Dannydoyle (Jul 22, 2019 07:50PM)
It doesn't really take too much in the way of "magical acting ability".
Message: Posted by: Wravyn (Jul 27, 2019 06:25AM)
Let's hope that this will be your only crappy performance.
Message: Posted by: gallagher (Jul 27, 2019 07:04PM)
Your story reminded me of the old joke,
about the drunken fellow,
who,..
one night takes his dog for a walk,..
thru his neighbor's garden.
Half way thru,
his dog does the inevitible...

The fellow takes his plastic bag out of his pocket,
but when he bends down(!),.. NOTHING!
He can't find a thing!..!
Puzzled, he goes home and sleeps it off.

The next day, seeing his neighbor, in the garden;
he walks over and tells him the story, of his drunkened 'dream'.
His neighbor looks him square in the eye,
with the meanest of looks,..and says:
"That explains who crapped on my turtle!"

gallagher