What is the most expensive thing you damaged?

[Senex]

I went to college in the early eighties. Uri's stuff was hot. I went to college parties doing magic tricks but my bending stuff was what the people wanted. I bent keys, nails, pretty much anything I could get leverage on (and I used gimmicks sometimes. I had resources). However when you have the same audience every week some get wise.

I decided to bend spoons. I had a gimmicked spoon but I found the best way to bend a spoon was to gain access to the person's kitchen who gave the party and steal a spoon you could go to the bathroom with and do who knows what with. Later, when you are called on to do some bending you ask for the house spoons to be distributed. No one thinks you have already secured a house spoon -- you make a switch no one is watching for and you perform your miracle spoon bending.

But the person holding the party has a broken spoon at the end of the night as a souvenir.

Most spoons I broke were crappy spoons. I once found myself in a Senex entertains later party and had to break what I thought was an expensive spoon.

Your thoughts?

[Naddig74]

Do you mean broke accidentaly or broke on purpose? Or just broke while performing conjuring tricks?

ETA: D'oh. Answered my own question by bothering to check which section this thread is in.

[Chris H]

There are several Russian Roulette magic videos about where a spectators hand is pushed through the spike/knife/whatever. I haven't been able to bring myself to watch them personally, and while there's technically no specific monetary value on a hand (or any other limb), I'd say that would be a rather expensive end to ones career as a magician. :)

[sadhatter]

100 dollar plus decorative throwing knives.

I just had to see if they worked well, and they did, till i hit something remotely hard ( a plaster wall versus a dartboard) and shattered. Once one of the set was broken the other three went in quick succession.

[vIQleS]

We just had the NZ Magic Convention at the beginning of the month and I somehow managed to get seated at a table with all the kids and teens from my magic club.

By the end of the night we'd bent about 10 utensils - knives and forks as well as spoons...

Only 2 had been completely destroyed, but it made an amusing looking pile of wierdness in the middle of the table...

* Yes I did a couple of them... :blush:

[Senex]

On a crazy note how dedicated you are to your craft I knew that some people were getting wise to my using leverage to bend things and I used subterfuge and bent things ahaead of time. I once even used a crow bar and bent a deck railing to take credit for it the next night. I was shameless.

No bulloney. Dozens of college students believed I could bend metal.

[firecoins]

I am pretty good at sawing women and half but the back togther part has eluded me. Several women have died as a result. Practise makes perfect. Ill get right soon. :eye-poppi

[BenBurch]

I am pretty good at sawing women and half but the back togther part has eluded me. Several women have died as a result. Practise makes perfect. Ill get right soon. :eye-poppi

Super-glue.

[Harpyja]

I am pretty good at sawing women and half but the back togther part has eluded me. Several women have died as a result. Practise makes perfect. Ill get right soon. :eye-poppi

Therein lies your problem. They're supposed to be dead first.

[Senex]

The end of the first semester bookstore party my senior year (I always took one free extra class every year and beat the school out of a semester's tuition) was a last hurrah for my biannual bookstore parties since my freshman year and overlap from biannual overlap friends from the outing club.


My point being the same people saw me bending keys, silverware, nails, tools for three and a half years. The engineering students were catching on to my methods because of repetition and my overuse of alcohol.

I needed a new trick for a finale. The people holding the midterm bookstore party rented a large house that four guys lived in. I showed up that Saturday morning at 6AM and parked my car down the road out of site. I brought a towel and the tool that you use to take the bolts off your tire if you get a flat. I snuck to the back of their house and used the tire iron with the towel (hoping to minimize the damage to the wooden top of their deck) to bend a metal rail that ran along the top. It wasn't as easy because I was pulling up screws in the wood and found quick hard bursts worked best.

I bent the rail (not that much but enough to be noticable) and held my breath no one would notice until that night. No one did and I reconverted some people back to the belief I could bend metal because the guys that lived their swore that rail never had a bend before (and no one even considered what was the truth).

[Senex]

Truth be told it was my self-esteem.

[Sword_Of_Truth]

A four million dollar submarine.