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I just want to say, Hi. lol. lelucon statue prank. luco patung.
There’s something strangely delightful about watching people get startled—especially when they least expect it. It’s not mean, really. It’s… art. Or at least that’s what Luco told himself the first time he decided to become a “statue.”
Luco wasn’t your average prankster. He had an unusually calm face, impeccable balance, and a costume so perfectly gray you’d think he walked straight out of a Renaissance museum. But the real magic? He could stand completely still for hours—like, not-even-a-blink still. People in the town square would walk by, toss coins at his feet, and marvel at how real the “statue” looked.
That’s where the fun began.
Luco’s favorite thing was to pick the right moment to come alive. Just a subtle wave. A slow turn of the head. A casual “Hi.” Nothing more. But oh, the chaos it caused. Bags dropped. Ice cream splattered. One guy once screamed so loud he startled a pigeon mid-poop.
“I just want to say hi,” Luco would mutter under his breath every time. “LOL.”
It was harmless. Mostly. Just a good-natured lelucon—the Indonesian word for “joke”—and Luco loved how universal laughter was. Whether you were from Jakarta or Johannesburg, a well-timed statue prank would get you every time.
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But one day, something strange happened.
Luco was standing in his usual spot outside the big fountain, mid-pose—one hand raised, one foot forward, like a heroic marble tribute to bravery (or maybe constipation). Everything was going well. Tourists were gathering. Phones were recording.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another statue.
It wasn’t one of the usual fountain fixtures. This one was new. A bit too clean. A bit too… Luco-esque.
He squinted—very subtly, of course. Rule one of patung pranking: never break the illusion.
The statue was copying his pose. Identical. A perfect mirror.
Luco was intrigued.
He slowly tilted his head.
The other statue tilted its head.
He raised an eyebrow.
The other statue did the same.
A bead of sweat began to form on his neck—not from heat, but from confusion. Was someone trying to out-statue him? An imposter? A rival prankster?
He held his breath and, ever so slightly, whispered: “Hi.”
To his absolute horror, the other statue whispered back: “Hi.”
For the first time in his prank career, Luco was the one startled. He stumbled back a step, almost tripping over a small dog. The crowd gasped, laughed, and clapped, thinking it was all part of the act.
But Luco wasn’t laughing.
He walked over to the other statue. Carefully. Cautiously.
“Who are you?” he asked.
The statue slowly turned, grinned, and pulled off a very realistic mask. It was Luco’s cousin, Rico.
“Gotcha!” Rico said, bursting into laughter. “You think you’re the only one who can pull a luco patung? Bro, I’ve been training in secret!”
Luco couldn’t help but laugh. It was brilliant. A prank within a prank. A meta-mime moment. The prankster had become the pranked.
From that day on, the square was never the same. The two cousins teamed up, doubling the confusion and quadrupling the laughter. Sometimes they posed back-to-back. Sometimes one would slowly reach for a passerby’s ice cream while the other distracted them with a mechanical wave.
They even tried a “statue dance battle” once—full robot moves while staying eerily silent. Tourists were so amazed, someone started a fan page called Patung Bros.
So, if you’re ever walking through that town square and see a statue that looks a little too lifelike, just remember:
It might not be a statue.
It might just be Luco, whispering with a grin—
“I just want to say, hi. LOL.”
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