Look what I built. A big red button. I will soon have something interesting hooked up to it. What, I don't know.

Is it sad that, even though I knew it was a picture, I clicked on it several times?

I suggest you ''don't'' hook anything up to it, except maybe a counter of some sorts to see how many people actually do press it :D

I second the counter idea. Make it into a sign that reads "(counter) schmucks have taken the bait."

That sounds like an awesome idea. I should've done that for my science experiment.

Include a camera with the flash turned off.

Because nobody can resist pushing that "Big, red threatening button that should never ''ever'' be pushed under any circumstances"!!

I may appear skinny standing up, but when I squat, I have rolls. My moment of Schmuck Bait would have to be the New Body Shaper. My mom says no. ... Sure, we have the exercise bike and Ab Scissor, but I tire out after 4 minutes and 59 seconds... T_T

This troper used to always want to click on the "Fart button" ad she always saw, but resisted temptation due to Genre Savviness. She maybe only clicked it ''once'' and then immediatedly closed the ad that popped up afterwards.

Good thing you didn't.

Okay, tell the truth. Is that previous poster's link Shmuck Bait or not? I'm scared to click on it.

It is not. Pleased to be of service.

What ''was'' the ad that popped up?

Dunno. Closed it too fast.

I used to live in a house. In the kitchen, at the top of the stairs above the entrance to the basement, were two switches, on the left was the light switch for the basement, on the right was, that also looked exactly like a light switch, with an almost unreadable brown plate that read "Furnace emergency cut off" which turned off the furnace/air conditioner. Invariably, you can guess every time some visitor came to check the gas meter, or examine something in the basement, which of these got thrown when they went downstairs. I got sick of it, I went over to a hardware store, and for three dollars (vs. the 9c that a switch plate costs or the 49c a light switch assembly costs) I bought a plastic switch that, instead of being a light switch, looks like a shut-off switch, it has a "rod" type throw on it, and does the exact same thing, but it doesn't look like a light switch, it looks like a cut-off switch on an electrical device. I also painted the plate bright red. So now, when you were at the top of the stairs, you saw a light switch, and a bright red throw switch, and you can guess which one people flipped when they wanted to turn the light on. For the ''next three years'' we lived there, no one ever threw that furnace shut-off switch by mistake again, not a single time.

Isn't that ANTI-schmuck-bait? The original design was schmuck bait, or at least error bait due to terrible design (it was where you expected the light switch to be. It looks like a light switch. It's poorly labeled so unless you knew to look, you'd think it was just a bank of two light switches. There's very little there that screams "DON'T THROW THIS SWITCH"), and you fixed it. No, schmuck bait would be if every visitor kept throwing your new switch "just to see what it did".

"no one ever threw that furnace shut-off switch ''by mistake'' again, not a single time." I'm sure somebody threw the switch ''on purpose'' just to see what it did.

This troper once saw several quarters lying on the sidewalk. She looked at them, inwardly rejoiced at her good luck, bent down to pick them up... And discovered that they were glued down. After cursing the foul prankster capable of pulling such a cruel trick, she made a mental note to remember that one for later.

This troper wonders if the above troper was victim to one of her friends; he first superglued a loonie (the Canadian dollar coin) to the floor in a stairwell with high traffic flow at school and drew a circle around it saying "Free dollar" and took the occasional picture of morons trying to pick it up. Later, he superglued a quarter to the table all his friends were sitting at in the cafeteria. Despite knowing it was glued on, several people still tried to get it off. The loonie did eventually disappear ''somehow''. After this troper mentioned it to her father, he said that it would be funnier to glue a quarter or loonie into the change slot of the vending machines. This troper awaits April Fool's Day.

This troper had a Chemistry teacher who loved to do that. That is, until some desperate and/or clever bugger managed to unstick the coin and took it.

This troper fell victim to that exact same trick--except he had just bought a scraper...

It sounds like you'd still be able to get the qaurters.

This troper has an (almost) solution to that one. Simply poke it with your toe. If it moves, great! you just got monies! If not, then walk on. This troper has been saved from several instances of the stuck coin trick using that technique.

About a year an a half ago, this troper was actually subject to (and fell for) the old dollar bill fishing trick. Responded with hearty laughter and congratulations to the kids for pulling off such a classic prank.

This troper works as a software engineer in a building of software engineers, who are notorious for our play at work. Our new defribulator looks just like a toy. A bright, shiny, plastic toy. Worse, the alarm on the case is broken and it says "For Emergency Use Only." Already a few people have taken it out to play with it. This troper gives it a week before someone electrocutes themself.

You know those dashboard stickers in the {{xkcd}} store? With labels such as "Chaos," "Order," "Transform," and "Eject"? This troper stuck "Self-Destruct" under the emergency light-button in his car. Many passengers have pressed it and were disappointed.

Send me £1000 and I'll give you the copious contents of a Nigerian bank account. Yeah right.

What's your address? I'm interested in the contents of this bank account!

The best conversation starter in my friends' dorm room is a disconnected intercom button with 'Don't Press' written underneath. Everybody pushes it.

Well then what you have to do is get in there and wire that button to something that makes a hell of a lot of noise--but noise directed right where the button pusher would be standing.

Similarly, This editor had a doorbell hooked up to his bedroom door, with "DO NOT PUSH" written under it (mainly because the noise was horrible). It got used quite a bit.

This happened (Accidentally) At my High school's drumline. They were coming back from a regional tournament. The co-coach screams out. "Don't look out the left window!" Everyone looks, Everyone Screams. As my friend said "Here is motorcycle guy. Here is motorcycle guy's face." The guy got Decapitated with his face sticking out of his helmet.

On the same note, this troper was out one summer day in Florida with his uncle riding up the St. John's River in Jacksonville. Said uncle pulls the boat over to see something in the water. Suddenly, he starts yelling "Don't look over there! Get to the other side of the boat!" Of course, I looked immediately... so THAT'S where that man reported missing on the news last seen headed toward a bridge ended up...

On a less, err, morbid note, this troper always seems to look when told not too. Cue her screaming (jokingly) when she finds out she's been dragged into the Bob the Builder aisle at Walmart...

This troper and her father theorize very strongly that the last thing anyone in this world will ever hear is 'Ooh, I wonder what this button does...' Unfortunately, her brother doesn't believe humans are that stupid.

I think that's from/also from a book... Might've been ''Thief of Time'' by Terry Pratchett...

Try to remind them that there are still lots of shows that feature videos of people doing stupid things. Judging by how long these shows have been around, and the fact that they seem to be getting more and more new footage, I'd have to agree with you on that one. Humans are indeed that stupid.

I do believe it is. From memory: 'If you made a device which would blow up the world, set off by a bright red button, surrounded by warning signs in various languages saying "End of the World button. Warning. Do not push." you wouldn't have time for the paint to dry.

This troper's friend has three switches in their living room. One turns on the fan. One turns on the lights. One...does something. Probably in Russia. Nobody knows...

We have a couple of those. They ''probably'' have something to do with the previous owner of the house, who (or so I'm told) was on dialysis. These days, they do nothing. ...As far as we can tell.

I had one of those in my house. The switch was there, wires were connected to it, but it didn't seem to do anything. Over a year later I found that it was wired to half of an outlet (the top plug is always on and the bottom one is controlled by the switch) and I had never plugged anything into that half

During one D&D session with my uncle, my dad, and a guy he worked with, we were investigating an underground building. In one of the first rooms, there was a very obvious trap: A rope hanging down from the ceiling, with a loop tied at the end, laying on the floor, and written in chalk inside the loop is simply the phrase "put fut heer." My uncle's character effortlessly stepped over the loop... and promptly fell into the concealed pit on the other side. I COULD NOT BELEIVE IT. I actually asked him, "have you EVER watched a cartoon in your LIFE?"

In one of my first D&D sessions, the DM introduced a ''modified'' Deck of Many Things. Which was left there (with a note, even, saying it was his!) by one of the Big Bads of the game. Of course, this note encouraged us to play with the deck, but considering that it also said that we'd just killed an innocent man for nothing (which we had; the BigBad was trying to take down his Nemesis by using us as proxies, and had sent us in to...well, you know, by setting it up to make it look like the guy was actually trying to destroy the whole city), and the fact that the note quite openly said that it was a Deck of Many Things, you'd think people would be more careful about using it. In fairness, ''most'' of the players were. Except for two of us. I was playing a RebelliousPrincess who was also bordering on TooDumbToLive outside of combat, drew half the deck, and lucked out by getting nothing worse than one of my allies betraying me within the next seven days (which I promptly negated with one of the two wishes I'd also gotten). The other player, though? She drew ''the whole damn deck''. No, seriously. And then she bitched at the DM when her character's soul got pulled to a prison dimension...

This troper's DM once created a trap (for a different party) consisting of a pillar with two buttons on it-- one undepressed and the other depressed. A party member pressed the first button, which undepressed the second button and caused spikes to shoot up from the floor directly underneath him. He got out a ten-foot pole and used it to press the other button, which undepressed the first button and caused spikes to shoot up from the floor directly underneath him, ten feet from the buttons.

This troper ran an RPG (d20 Modern, with plenty of house rules) battle where internet memes were becoming reality (and very hostile). Amidst the confusion, there was a simple calculator left strewn on the battlefield; no explanation was offered, and die rolls for hints yielded nothing of interest. One player, seeing memes made life all around, decided to try to {{Divide By Zero}}. The battle ended immediately with the annihilation of the world. (They Got Better. The world didn't.)

This was the outcome the GM ''expected'' from this party, mind you.

My Journalism final happened to be on Anonymous (it was both easier and harder than I expected). When I got to explaining the range of pranks this Internet superhero performs, I included the following line in the appendix (verbatim):

To experience being {{Rickroll}}ed, please go to the following link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eYrQFyL8zFQ

Not only did my teacher fall for it, so did four students who read it out of interest.

This troper's father once worked, many years ago, in a government building in Ottawa that happened to contain a project of interest to CSIS. (The rest of the building housed fairly mundane science research programs.) The offices to the project were behind a door that was completely unremarkable and of absolutely no interest to anyone, but the law required that a sign be posted informing all and sundry that access was restricted to authorised personnel, CLASSIFIED!!, etc. It was a running joke among the staff, since you might as well put up a big red arrow pointing to the only sensitive data in the entire building.

Wouldn't you be able to fix that by labeling a few empty broom closets with the same thing?

I used to do some painting, and the only place I can really do that is my room. Due to my room being such a huge mess all the time, I could not rinse my brush with an open water source, as it would be likely to spill, so I used a water bottle instead. My friends and family have the tendency to come into my room and eat my food, so I felt it would be appropriate to put a warning label on the bottle, reading "CONTAMINATED: DO NOT DRINK." My genre-savvy parents then proceeded to tell me that the water bottle was probably more dangerous with the label than without.

This editor once posted a link to TVTropes on a message board, along with "Warning, link leads to TVTropes. Muffin is not responsible for hours of time lost as a result of following it." The next morning, I saw a reply: "Damn you! I was supposed to go to bed three hours ago!"

This Troper's standard warning when handing out a link to TVTropes is "Don't click on this if you plan on getting any work done this week."

At least you give people warning.

"OH NO NOT TVTROPES! NOW I DON'T GET TO SLEEP TONIGHT!"

This Troper is still stuck from his first time ever, sometimes he manages to whittle things down to a decent 70 pages, but right now he's on 321 tabs. Curse you TV tropes!

This troper can't resist TVTropes links, even though he knows he's guaranteed at least twenty-four hours of inability to escape. He's taken to calling it "The Black Hole Of The Internet" and similar names. At least one major university assignment has been handed in late because of his failure to account for the sheer Unintended Procrastination Magnitude invoked by this site.

Not to mention several tropers' habits of reading NightmareFuel and similar pages late at night.

This troper does the same, except she also has a horrible tendency to click the links offered in that section. "Hm, a Tails doll? Well, it can't be THAT bad, how scary can a doll be-OHMYFREAKINGGOD!"

This troper has been chastized in the past for posting links to this site, and was told that the person complaining couldn't help but click on TVTropes links when they saw them posted (and then blow 4-5 hours on the site). This troper responded by posting twice as many links.

Now I'm going to link TVTropes in my signatures on all of the 20-something sites I'm a member of(and never seem to get around to posting/being active on.)

This troper would like to ask if posting links to this site on 4chan constitutes {{Troll}}ing.

This troper once managed to get out of tv tropes. But life on the outside is boring...

This happens with this troper pretty much every day. I always plan to go to the bed around 1:00 AM... then, something around the midnight, if I happen to think "wow, what TV Tropes has on [insert random subject that just crossed my mind]?" then it's guaranteed that I won't be sleeping before 3:00 AM.

This tropette is prone to this. Goddammn interesting site which makes sense of LIFE!

This Tropette has a ADD-like condition that severely inhibits her sense of smell. She's been able to get people to smell things from vinegar to dog poo to rotten fruit, simply by sniffing it first. She spends lots of time wondering when people will finally figure out she literally ''has no sense of smell.''

So... Do you consider yourself BlessedWithSuck or CursedWithAwesome?

One of the more recent "trending topics" (basically, a phrase that appears in lots of messages) on Twitter is the phrase "'''Do Not Click'''". Naturally, it's a big ol' link on the Twitter page. ''Thousands'' of people have clicked this link and commented on the inherent silliness. Your Faithful Comrade-In-Tropes was not immune to the jolly, candy-like paradox. The link itself is benign; it shows a search of all of the tweets that contain the phrase, which ''got'' to be a trending topic when a Facebook scam was being revealed.

SchmuckBait was quite abused by this troper. There was an evil altar in a D&D campaign, which (when activated) summoned a Clay Golem. This troper (and his friends) got in a few lucky rolls and handed the thing its ass. This troper activated it again. WhatAnIdiot, right? Cue clay golem, cue asskicking by players, cue evil grin. This troper activates it a third time. This time it's more difficult, and the GM says to me "You're not getting anything other than clay golems, you twit!" My response: "Golems equal experience points." The fourth time I activated it, the GM said "You hear, somewhere, the roar of a Red Dragon."

This troper can do one better: her D&D campaign involved two very powerful beings (a reformed Mindflayer and a fallen Word Archon, both powerful sorcerers among other things) who ''despised'' each other. The Word Archon, being more than a little crazy, set up a scenario purely to amuse himself: he teleported the party (in their sleep) to the city that the Mindflayer ruled (long story) - only for the party to find that it had been abandoned overnight. We're told (by the bad guy himself) that the Word Archon has set one of his mooks loose with a scroll of "unimaginable power" that will destroy the city if we don't stop it from being read - oh, and if we succeed, we're promised powerful artifacts. Naturally, we go after the guy. We succeed in stopping the scroll from being read...only, it turns out, there was no scroll. And that mook we just killed? Just an innocent bystander, essentially. The artifacts are real, though! To be fair, the GM warned us before we started, that one of the artifacts would be a souped-up Deck of Many Things. To quote him, "I know a thousand fates worse than death. This deck now contains ten." Drawing from it, he assured us, was ''purely optional''. Naturally, the whole party drew from it. My character, being especially naieve and being one of the first ones to go, drew half the deck; even I was surprised that nothing especially bad happened to her. The last character to go? Drew the whole damn deck. And then threw a hissy fit when, third card in, she drew the Void (promptly killing her character permanently). The rest of us wondered aloud what exactly she'd ''expected'' to happen, if she did that, especially since this came well after the GM also informed us that he was shuffling the deck after each roll - so you had ''no'' guarantee that your next roll wouldn't give you an incredibly bad card.

{{Jonn}} once found a post asking for recs on LetsPlay[=s=]. He posted the Animal Crossing one, with a note warning people not to read it late at night. He got several responses, one at 2:30AM saying "Dear gods, why didn't I listen?"

''WHYYYY''?? I can never play Animal Crossing at night again. ''N''o''t'' ''f''o''r'' ''e''a''s''i''l''y'' ''s''q''u''i''c''k''e''d'' ''t''r''o''p''e''r''s''.

A lot of links on this page can be considered SchmuckBait for the naturally curious, especially on the NightmareFuel pages and those reading in the middle of the night. Here's a tip: read what other tropers say about the link in question '''before''' clicking on it. Trust me.

High Octane Nightmare Fuel/Real Life. You have been warned.

This troper gets nightmares and sleepless nights if consuming caffeine six hours before attempting to sleep. Unfortunately said troper has a tendency to go for walks prior to going to bed, walks which bring him past several convenience stores which sell caffeine-laced fizzy drinks... guess what happens.

This troper finds "Please do not touch" signs plastered all over museums to be irresistible - especially in a place like the Redpath Museum in Montreal, where there are many "Do not touch" signs in front of the taxidermied animals, but pretty much no staff people to yell at me. I'm not so much curious as I am tempted to touch the exhibits on principle - although, being genre savvy (or perhaps wrong genre savvy), I can just imagine the stuffed wolves or lions hunted in the 19th century coming to life and biting my head off for disobeying the signs. That prospect can add some spice to a school day.

This troper recalls in fifth grade, when we had to make flip charts as part of a science project, and the teacher said our charts should be "...fun. Make it so passersby want to play with it." One boy proceeded to write "DANGER: DO NOT FLIP!!!" on all his flaps. Everyone wanted to open the flaps and was then enlightened.

This Troper's ROTC Commander had a "Do not push" button in his office, complete with wiring coming out of it. Many days I worked in the office and managed to avoid it, but eventually curiosity wins out. Cue loud noises and the ejection of a tiny piece of candy...

Role Playing session. The game was Ammo, a pastique of anything that qualifies as Manga; our group was a team of demon hunters, with mine character being an half-demon wizard and scientist. The GM almost weeped out our party with a flying witch using a crystal sphere that, when touched, summoned a demon. After the third demon in a row, one player landed a anti-matter missile on the witch. ''Somehow'', the crystal sphere survived the contained globe of destruction, and landed near my character. The following dialogue started: #QUOTE#(me) It's magic? #QUOTE#(GM) What else? #QUOTE#(me) I prefer to be sure. I cast a detection spell. It's magic. #QUOTE#(GM) Yes, ''a lot''. Possibly an artifact. #QUOTE#(me) It's evil? #QUOTE#(GM) How do you know? #QUOTE#(me) Magician training (it a very old invention of the GM to justify a NPC action, and I learned it from him). If it's evil, I can sense it. #QUOTE#(GM) Do you touch it? #QUOTE#(me) NO I DON'T TOUCH IT. It's ranged, do you remember? #QUOTE#(GM, dismissive) Fine, it's evil. Quite a lot evil, actually. #QUOTE#(me) So it's sentient, too. Is it demonic in nature? #QUOTE#(GM, smugly) You can't know. #QUOTE#(me) I can. I use my Demonic Sight. If it's so strong, there is no way I can't sense it. #QUOTE#(GM) Oh well, it's demonic. Actually, it's probably a demon bid in the form of a sphere. #QUOTE#(me) Ok, I touch it. #QUOTE#(GM, echoed by the only other player paying attention) What? #QUOTE#(me) I know, I know... but what if a demon ''does not'' jump out? I have to know! #QUOTE#(GM) A demon jumps out. #QUOTE#(me) (whispering) Fuck. (Normal tone) Hopes you guy had the time to heal, seems a demon found us!

This troper has fallen victim to a meta-schmuck-bait. When I read about the lose/lose "game" (the one where for each alien you destroy, a file from your disk gets deleted; and when your ship is destroyed, the application deletes itself), I went to its page with an intention of being a smartass and playing the game without destroying the aliens. I clicked on what looked like the game - and the spaceship started moving and ''shooting'' by itself, at high speed (so fast that that I'd have no chance to actually control the ship even if the it were possible). I immediately panicked, closed the browser window, and went to look for a way to restore the deleted files (I even posted a warning about the game at the main SchmuckBait page) ... before realizing that what I was seeing wasn't the actual "game" (which would have had to be actually downloaded to the computer - and moreover, it only works on Mac), but rather just a video. ''Hopefully''.

I once had a (very important!) math test question that went like this: ''Juliet's heart beats this many times per minute. Every time she sees Romeo, her heart speeds up by this much. How many times does her heart beat if she's with him for this long?'' These were the given answers: A) this many times B) this many times C) This many times D) '''she dies of a heart attack'''. I wasted five minutes trying to resist the urge to put down D).

Another classic D&D example. This troper was playing a NeverwinterNights module a few years ago with a bunch of completely random people. The area we were in was basically a dungeon maze. Eventually, we stumbled upon a lone lever siting in the middle of a room wit no apparent function. Another party member pulled it... and got gored by a spike trap, hurting but not killing him. Assuming the trap was spent, he pulled it again. And got gored again. For the next five minutes, the party wound up trying to find a way to pull the lever without getting stabbed, and failing both miserably and very painfully. I suggested that maybe the lever's sole purpose was to hurt whoever carelessly touched it, leading the DM to sigh and wonder aloud why only low level characters ever seemed to have brains... (I was level 5 to the rest of the party's 16-18, at the time.)

This Troper always links to cute images. It's a thing he is known for. However, in MSN chats This Troper is also known for linking random images that will leave you scarred. Be it Yaoi, Rule 34 of Blobfish, or images from a Junji Ito manga, people curse his name to this very day.

This Troper was reading the Encyclopedia Dramatica page and came upon the entry saying that searching for "Kittens" on there was a terrible idea. I don't think I need to tell you what I immediately proceeded to do.

This Troper has so far resisted the temptation to do this. She did, however, tell one of her friends in a chat that it would be bad. Said friend went quiet for a few minutes, while me and another friend were talking. After about five minutes, she returned, only exclaiming "GROSS!"

This troper once saw a giant red button graffitied onto a wall. Underneath was "Don't press this button. You'll get paint on your hands." Guess what I did.

I work at a food pantry as does a friend of mine. Out of sheer spite, I wrote a note one day where I basically admitted in the first sentence that the note was wasting her time and the rest of the note was me gloating. I wrote the note with this trope in knowing full well that she would read the entire note even though it was written with the sole purpose of wasting 30-45 seconds of her life. And sure enough, what did she do? She read the whole thing even though the note told her it was meant to waste her time in the hopes that the note would have a point in it somewhere. It didn't. I'm one evil bastard.

This troper has a folder on her computer marked, "Avoid this folder if you value your sanity." She's waiting for someone to open it and discover where she's stashed her yaoi. There's a similarly-named folder on her USB, but there's nothing of interest in there. Really.

I work as a retail salesperson, and once spoke with a customer who had a small blotch of mayo on his shirt. With a well-practiced grin, I pointed at him and said "You've got something on your shirt." He just grinned back, not taking the "bait", until I said, "I'm not even kidding, you spilled a bit there."

This troper is known for leaving his laptop unattended in school. While all the files and folders are locked, there's one file which isn't, and it's named "Copy of Encyclopedia Dramatica "Offended" page". He's gotten into trouble more than once when people realized that he wasn't lying. To all those who did open that file, hoping that it contained something juicy, like Yuki/Haruhi yuri, or a secret diary detailing this troper's secrets, "What are you, stupid?"

When this troper's uncle was a kid, he pressed a big red button that read do not push--and promptly shorted out the dentist's office.

This Troper once saw a fan page on Facebook that was based around The Lion King, and how an image in the group would ruin it FOREVER (not exactly how it was worded, but I'll get into that some other time). I later chatted to a friend who joined it, and told him that, no matter what he did, he SHOULDN'T put "yiff" and "The Lion King" into Google Image Search. Cue elongated text scream around ten minutes later, since he didn't know what yiff meant.

This troper began to watch {{Felidae}} to see how far they can go with the gore... They went BeyondTheImpossible. I should have stopped around part four. Oh, and I learned Felidae from this very site... ONORE TEREBI TEROPESU!

Tropers/DesertDragon does tech support and briefly worked for a modem manufacturer. Packaged with the modem is a CD that is only used under specific circumstances, and using any other time will mess up your installation. The CD's envelope is marked in bold letters: '''DO NOT USE UNLESS INSTRUCTED BY A TECHNICIAN'''. And sure enough, a quarter of all calls for help would at some point include the phrase, "I used the CD and..."

This troper was very innocent of many sexual matters until he was about 15. A friend told me he was into fat furries, and I asked to demonstrate what that was. He showed him a link with pics of it. Needless to say, I was mortified! In any case, I didn't judge him, and we stayed friends :)

This troper in high school was talking with her friends in art class. The subject of hentai came up, and one of my friends didn't know what it was. Sarcastically, I told him to look it up on google images. He came in the next day traumatized. Whoops.

There's a pretty hilarious example of this in the Science Mueseum in London, in the form of a big, striped post with a sign by it saying something like 'IF YOU TOUCH THIS POLE, YOU WILL GET AN ELECTRIC SHOCK. DO NOT TOUCH THIS POLE.'. There's tape on the floor and stuff telling people to keep this far away from it. Yet ''everyone'' touches it. It's just irresistable. An lo and behold, it gives you a small electric shock. The best part is it's located around the sociology sector.

I wonder how many people fall for clicking the link at the end of this article?

A punk club on SecondLife that this troper hangs out at has three mannequins -- a "bartender" and two "patrons" -- sitting at the bar, with a sign saying "Do not poke". The expected action causes the mannequins to explode in a KillBill-like shower of blood.

I was once fooled into thinking there was a 1-foot man in my cousin's basement closet. Laugh all you want but i was fucking young.

This Troper works at a grocery store where managers have to wear an alarm button in case of extreme emergency (like a robbery). Basically, if you press the button, you'll get an entire freaking army of police and SWAT outside the door. Guess what every new manager does at least once, even if only unconsciously. Oh, and did it mention that the store gets fined $3,000 for each false alarm?

At the Los Angeles Museum of Contemporary Art, there was one exhibit that took up a short hallway. On each side were a series of frames that read, "DO NOT TOUCH." At the end is a frame with a glass plate that read, "TOUCH." I touched it, and some old woman saw me doing it and decided to touch it too, when the security guard came and gently told her not to touch it. I overheard the conversation; he said that a lot of people get the temptation to touch it.

This troper found out at the cost of $49.44 that Amazon's 1-Click ordering service is ExactlyWhatItSaysOnTheTin.

Same for this troper...and it was late at night, suffice it to say, the rents weren't pleased....

This troper's dad told her a story about a relative that invoked this trope. My uncle, who was at a party, specifically told everyone that if he passed out from drinking too much to 'not pee in his glass'. He drank, he passed out, someone peed in his glass. He woke up and the first thing he did was take a giant swig from said glass. Then, with a straight face, he said, 'Okay, who pissed in my glass?'. Judging from his reaction, this has happened before.

On the lab where this troper works, there is a PC whose SOLE reason for existence is controlling a bunch of test equipment (signal generators, oscilloscopes, etc...). It is CLEARLY stated '''do not use this computer for browsing the internet!'''. Yet people DO use it for browsing the internet. They keep even insisting on installing games on that PC. Fortunately it was replaced by a machine which is now password-protected, and the password is changed periodically and not given to anybody other than the researchers which use that equipment.

This troper was once dumb enough to click on a link leading to a picture from "Lost Silver" and is now scarred for life. (For those of you who don't know, Lost Silver is a Pokémon creepypasta that will scare you shitless. You have been warned.)

I worked at a store selling super-bright wind-up LED flashlights. I used to charge it up, turn it on, and hand it to the customer, telling them not to look directly into it. Almost every time, they did. Often they ended up buying the thing.

I pursued Lu Bu. It ended badly

The DynastyWarriors Lu Bu? What?

I've used Hotmail for many years. And on the principle of curiosity (and knowing the most likely of possibilities), I used the more masculine spelling of mail. And now I must laugh.

In any FPS, a time-honored classic is to drop a grenade upon dying. The poor schmuck who attempts to loot your fallen body...

FOAF story here. This family went through a drive through safari park. They were told by the keepers "If you see a rhino in your path, just wait for it to move. Do not honk your horn." While driving through the park, their path was blocked by a rhino. The driver took the schmuck bait and honked his horn. The rhino immediately turned and charged the car head on.

This Troper heard a few friends talking about a manga that they described as "creepy." Not thinking it could be that bad, I read it when I got home. At 11:00 pm. That manga was ''TheEnigmaOfAmigaraFault''.

This Troper was told by his cousin "not to look to your left". He looked to his left. He didn't find anything out of the ordinary. Then he looked to his right. He saw his plus-sized aunt in a too-small bathing suit.

Yesterday, while walking back to the bus stop after meeting up with his girlfriend, this Troper saw a slanted wall that had a sign affixed to it reading "WARNING: this wall has been treated with anti-climb paint". It took him every ounce of self-control he had not to climb it just to find out how this 'anti-climb paint' functioned.