Way back in Elementary School (3rd grade I think), there was this awkward socially-inept kid who liked the tall red-head in the class, who did not like him back. I hung out with that kid ('cause I didn't talk much in ES and wasn't popular) so every so often in recess I would imply to him that he should do weird stuff in front of her to impress her. She would always yell at him and I got a good laugh.
I should feel bad but I absolutely hated Elementary School, so whatever. I got less quiet (and evil) once I started Middle School.