I remember laughing at both those hoaxes.
...and that’s why it’s no fun punking whippersnappers any more: too easy!
I had a couple of younger gals at the pool believing that my gall bladder scar was a WWII Samari sword wound that I got sneaking into Japan from a submarine in Tokyo harbor, to rescue some American POWS. By the time “we escaped” with the rescued GIs, we had had to torpedo a Japanese destroyer to get out to sea...and, then.... The worse the story got, the more they ate it up.
What kind of hurt was that I wasn’t even born then.
lol That WAS a pretty good story!
If you thought the young folks were stupid/gullible back then, they HAVE to be even WORSE now, given some of the crap I’ve seen out of them.(to numerous to list here)
If I can think of any exceptional stories, I’ll post back. lol