I had a German exchange student who had Australian neighbours. They were so disappointed when I told them we didn't ride to school on kangaroos. SHE BELIEVED IT. Maybe the reason we do it is because EVERYONE ELSE IS SOOO GULLUIBLE.
Everytime I meet a foreigner, I tell them the story about how I was attacked by a drop bear. I have a scar on my upper arm from an accident when I was a kid and I would gesture to it and say that this is where it clawed me. The story works everytime needless to say, the reactions are hilarious XD
My year 7 geography teacher told us a story about his mate who went to Canada
And managed to convince a bunch of idiots that his job was shooting koalas off the Harbour Bridge.
They believed him.
Also, while we were going through customs, the guy at the counter (security guy or whatever) asked what happened to my arm. He said, and I quote, "Was it a great white?"
My dad and I were in stitches on the way to the hotel.
They do that in Sweden too, my older sister had a roommate from Sweden in college and a few more on the track team and they convinced the entire team that there were no police in Sweden
I'm from Ontario, Canada and about a year ago I was in Erie, Pennsylvania and I was talking in a stupid fake accent, trying to cheer up a friend who had just received bad news and a couple of teenagers heard me and asked me where I'm from. I told them I was from Canada, but pronounced it 'kuh-na-duh' they were literally amazed thinking they had been saying it wrong for years. I filled their head with stupid completely fake information before I left. It was really funny.
I once convinced an american couple on their way to rottenest island off WA that due to a loophole there was no law against murder there and that's why there were so little police or people living there. I actually had to tell them it was a joke though because they looked so shocked I think they were about to bail on their trip
And managed to convince a bunch of idiots that his job was shooting koalas off the Harbour Bridge.
They believed him.
Also, while we were going through customs, the guy at the counter (security guy or whatever) asked what happened to my arm. He said, and I quote, "Was it a great white?"
My dad and I were in stitches on the way to the hotel.