A Classic Encounter, by Mark Ashcroft

I was down at the Tamranui RSA club in New Zealand not long ago (I don’t know how to spell Tamranui either). Looking back, I should have known there was an aggressive volunteer on the stage. My caution had slipped, for I was having the time of my life on stage. Anyway, it was time for the magic glasses. I had three eager females to try these wonderful gifts of X-ray vision for my first stage hypnosis skits. Not one volunteer could see me until I said the word eclipse, and when I did, by gosh they would be impressed. Oh well if I ever had a bad show, I will always have something to look forward to.

The first lady had and overwhelming desire to seek out all the eligible men in the audience. I let her run free as I proceded to gift the second lady with the opportunity. The third lady got very jealous and ripped the glasses out of my hands. To her disappointment she said she couldn’t see a thing.

To avoid a disastrous situation I then proceded to explain a little bit about sensory modalities to the audience, and that she wouldn’t see people with no clothes on, but she would feel that they had no clothes on. Well it worked like a charm. But alas the hypnotist was the only one who couldn’t see.

As I was laughing at her hard luck. She surprised me completely and ripped of my shirt. MY laughter stopped immediately and I came forth with the all empowering SLEEP command. Oh dear, she didn’t go in. I was now a little concerned, after repeating the command several times she still persisted to strip me down the the flesh on stage.

Alas finally I got my hands free and did an “oh mighty” instant induction that finally put her back into hypnosis. I must say the crowd had a great time, and while they were laughing continuously after the incident. I was taking deep breaths and counting my blessings as I walked back to the seats with my trousers still intact.