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Hey guys, Tell me about some street cons. The "Bet I know where you got your shoes" is a common and really simple one. Gimme some that are more advanced.
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Hey Scot!, Gerat topic.
Well, From what I know ,There are alot of cons that come from Naples (Napoli) Italy There is one where they steal your car, one day later the car is back with a bunch of flowers with a note saying I am so sorry, had to steal your car because of some kind of emergency bla bla bla and on top of all as an appology here is a couple of tickets to the opera. And when they go of course their house gets robbed.
Another one is from Capri, a buss of american tourists stop to eat and take a break, its a sunday, (of course everything is closed and gone, like it always is on a sunday in Italy), they come out and all thewheels on the buss are gone. the tourists run around making a big scene and of course there is a guy that is around , who comes up thinking and panicking and in the end he comes up with some story of a cousin of his uncles wife who has a garage way up in the mountainsand they go all the way up there and on the top of a really far away shelf there are a set of dusty tires that match the buss perfectly, so bottom line is dust can be useful, the tires are of course succsessfully sold to the buss where they originally came from.
On Top of that I would suggest renting/buying an all time classic movie called Paper Moon, a real treat, great cons.
There are lots and lots of Russian cons, which i can't remember right now, but will find out for you.
Take care,
Jewels
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An old con I saw successfully pulled recently at a rural festival.
The guy turned up in the bar early on Fri. afternoon and bet freely but quietly on the races in the pub's betting shop. Staying upstairs. He was quite a character, talked the talk and made friends quickly. At the end of the night he collected his winning bets, quite a sum, and boasted that he could pick every winner on the card of the following day's big race meeting. Much debate followed and the challenge was issued. The deal was the girl behind the bar would get an envelope with his tip written inside it just before each race and place it in a locked money box. At the end of the day the results would be checked and he had to get 7 out of 8 . Every-one went to bed.
By the start of the first race on Sat. quite a bit of money had been wagered and even more was bet after a 20-1 chance won the 1st race. The man didn't bet all day saying that it would give away his tips, which he refused to do. As the day went on more bets were taken and those punters enjoying the challenge, and the odd win, made sure his glass was always filled.
After the last race, and with much fuss, the envelopes were opened. Sure enough, he got 7 winners straight and second in the last. Bets were paid up with a mixture of awe and grudge.
"How did you do it?", they asked. "I'll show you how it's done with tonight's harness racing, but after dinner, please." he replied and looking at the manager, he added, "After all, I'm here till Monday". The manager nodded and all was adjourned for dinner.
Our man ordered and paid for his dinner for about 8pm (it was 6.30) and said he was going to make a quick trip around the corner to the Lotto shop before it closed. And, "No", he'd never won a thing and certainly couldn't pick the numbers at all. By the time the chef put his steak on he was 50 kilometres gone.
My Grandfather was an SP bookmaker and I picked him up about 9pm Friday night. The guy booked in and paid in advance for the 4 day festival. He laid out big bucks on favorites to show ('place' in my parlance, 1st, 2nd or 3rd) and kept his tickets and his mouth quiet for a while. When he started his bit he had already laid out maybe $1000 on 10 races and probably got most of his dough back but hadn't collected it. A few small bets and a big collect always impresses.
The next morning, early, he discretely moved his car around the corner to the Lotto Shop.
5 Minutes before the first race, he sealed his tip for the last race, the favorite which coincidently came second. 5 Minutes before the second race he put the winner of the first race in the next envelope and so on.
I was astounded at his audacity and the length of his performance, at least 2x10 hours in character, AND they would have killed him if they'd twigged.
Funny thing was, he couldn't have made more than a couple of grand for all his work and risk.
[ 11-17-2003: Message edited by: Peter Voice ]</p>Every-one should watch their drawers!
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