"A buddy of mine was caught messing with his phone during class. Back then, the school rules were if you were caught, your phone was confiscated for an entire day, and you couldn't get it back until the next day.
So, buddy hands in his phone, but doesn't seem too worried about it. He waits a couple of classes until lunch break, and asks me to come with him. He's gonna get his phone back.
We go to the staff room (where the confiscated phones were held), and asks a teacher there if he could copy down a phone number into my phone, so he could call his dad later that day. Teacher agrees, and gives him the phone. I hand him mine, and we wait for him to copy the number. When he's done, he gives me mine back, and sticks his own phone in his pocket.
He was known as a bit of a joker, so when he jokingly said, 'Well, thanks a lot, see ya!' the teacher immediately laughs, tells him to stop messing about, and to give the phone back.
Laughing and joking about 'being caught,' he does.
But not really. See, he had a second phone, exact same model, except this one was broken. Wouldn't charge anymore, he said. So, when he stuck his 'good' phone in his pocket, it was right next to the broken one. When the teacher made him give back the phone, he just gave back the broken one.
It was the best switcheroo I have ever seen in my time at that school. He was so fluent, so nonchalant about the whole thing. It was amazing to see."