Darwin "Dum-Dum" Matthews was a good friend of my Dad's. Back in the day, guys would borrow shotguns and shells from each other at the trap shoots. Dad was at a trap shoot and was also using a borrowed gun, trying it out because he was considering purchasing it. Everyone kept shells in their vests and Darwin had a few that he had specially loaded for a prank. Dad was shooting in the finale and ran out of shells and asked Darwin for a couple of shells. Darwin reached for a few that he had loaded with nothing but black powder. As he handed Dad the shells, he slowly backed away. "PULL!" Dad took aim and shot. Nothing but a big cloud of black smoke. Everyone cracked up because Dad was just snookered by Dum-Dum! Dad was stuck with cleaning a borrowed gun because Dum-Dum had pranked him...and he swore his revenge.
A couple of weeks later, Dad and I had been loading shells in the basement, getting ready for another big event. He had a shotgun sitting on the table with another special load. We heard a knock on the back door and Darwin came in still chuckling about his prank on Dad. He came down the steps into the basement and just as he got into the basement, Dad shouted, "I'm tired of your ass joking around!" grabbed the shotgun, pointed it right at him and fired! He blasted him with confetti as Darwin shuddered.
I had long forgotten this story until I saw Dum-Dum recently and he re-told the story while reminiscing about Dad. We had a big chuckle about it and I'm grateful to be reminded about Dad's sense of humor. Good times and good pranks!