Things you got up to

Things you got up to

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Garvin

5,171 posts

177 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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Reading this thread has brought back some memories. The last 'reckless' activity I remember was seeing how many of us could 'perch' on top of a double post box - an oval shaped thing. We managed, by carefully hanging/balancing those on the extremities (so we looked like one of those motorcycle display teams) about, IIRC, 12 of us. We became aware of the blue flashing lights but due you our precarious positions couldn't make a hasty exit. "Having fun are we lads? mused plod as he exited the patrol car. "Yes, officer" we replied in unison. The most embarrassing thing about this episode is that we were all ~20 year old students on the way to the pub!

matchmaker

8,490 posts

200 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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Phoning a funeral director and having a hearse turn up at the geography teachers house.

stu67

812 posts

188 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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We filled a friends Capri with snow one night. He had gone into the pub and 5 of us decided it would be a great prank. We really packed it in, it was absolutely solid.We then watched from the chip shop over the road when he came out at 11pm, It still tickles me now 35 years later.

vtecyo

2,122 posts

129 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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This was more when me and a friend were absolutely plastered when we were 18 but still that's younger than I am now so counts...

Moved every single wheely bin on a road in Parkstone somewhere into one persons driveway and placed then around the car up to the very edge of his driveway like Tetris. I'd have loved to have seen his face the following morning but unfortunately I was being sick.

InductionRoar

2,014 posts

132 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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stu67 said:
We filled a friends Capri with snow one night. He had gone into the pub and 5 of us decided it would be a great prank. We really packed it in, it was absolutely solid.We then watched from the chip shop over the road when he came out at 11pm, It still tickles me now 35 years later.
rofl

magooagain

9,978 posts

170 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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Living out in the sticks many people relied on the bus service.

On dark evenings we climbed the tree near the bus stop a sprinkled flour onto the exiting passengers.

With no street lights they only realised when they walked into thier houses.

Dick Dastardly

8,313 posts

263 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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stu67 said:
We filled a friends Capri with snow one night. He had gone into the pub and 5 of us decided it would be a great prank. We really packed it in, it was absolutely solid.We then watched from the chip shop over the road when he came out at 11pm, It still tickles me now 35 years later.
A friend of mine had a Suzuki Jimny as his first car and messing around one day I found out that my school locker key actually opened the doors. I didn't tell him but the rest of the gang used this knowledge to have some fun with it every few weeks. Stuff like:

- opening it up one day, taking off the handbrake and rolling it half way down the road
- another time pressing every button and moving every dial, so when he started it up the wipers were going, the radio was on a different station, the aircon was blasting, etc.
- hiding in the back and then jumping out and shouting boo when he was driving
- going to the seaside, picking up a load of crabs and putting them under the seats
- undoing the roof fasteners so when he drove away the wind blew the roof off

He went absolutely mental each time, which just spurred us on to do it more often and be more creative.

Looking back it was really stupid and dangerous stuff but we were having a right laugh so didn't think twice.

WinstonWolf

72,857 posts

239 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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nicanary said:
Anyone else light bangers under their bike seat, and then see which kid dared to keep his bum on the seat when it exploded?

The older kids could get hold of bird-scarers, a sort of gigantic banger. We blew the front door off its hinges once, although it has to be said the wood was rotten.
We used to put them in cowpats then stand in a circle and see who would chicken out first. Messy! biggrin

stitched

3,813 posts

173 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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WinstonWolf said:
We used to put them in cowpats then stand in a circle and see who would chicken out first. Messy! biggrin
Flour bombs, put the flour in a loose brown bag suspended from a shed roof by string. under the bag place an old funnel upside down on a stool, run the string down to skirting board level then across the floor under the flour bag. Put a candle under the string then run like fk.
Results in grandad asking next door if he can have his shed roof back.

jet_noise

5,648 posts

182 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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A bit technical this, and unintentional, but worth retelling.

My secondary school was new built from scratch in the mid '60s. Much mod cons. Clocks or bells to indicate lesson changes? No way. Every, and I mean every, classroom had a speaker out of which issued beeps form a central timekeeper.
IIRC it was also used to broadcast educational radio programmes too.
The speakers had a jack socket (which was intended as an output to any extra speaker you might need I discovered later), great I thought, I can plug in my trannie and the class can hear Radio London at better "quality".
It did work, although rather quietly. Until...
...the deputy head storms in and hauls me away having unplugged the radio.
Apparently the whole school, including the heads office, was gently grooving to the sounds.

I avoided the cane by a whisker, just a huge bking and detention for a week,

regards,
Jet

Terminator X

15,077 posts

204 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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I can remember 5 or 6 of us perching on top of something like this which collapsed after about 10 minutes!



I remember my Dad dragging me round to the blokes house to apologize and we had to take him a pack of 20 cigs just to make it better!

TX.

magooagain

9,978 posts

170 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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Living out in the sticks many people relied on the bus service.

On dark evenings we climbed the tree near the bus stop a sprinkled flour onto the exiting passengers.

With no street lights they only realised when they walked into thier houses.

jkkmufc

29 posts

95 months

Friday 29th July 2016
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Smuggling hooch into the school disco, scrumping, snorting popping candy and crushed extra strong mints, having sleepovers, putting fake dog turds on random porches, placing fireworks in the ground and blowing up the turf. Ah youth!

wibble cb

3,605 posts

207 months

Saturday 30th July 2016
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playing handbrake chicken (who could do a handbrake turn nearest, but without hitting the house)

running through a neighbours garden setting off his alarm (not sure he ever found out it was us)


late night silly buggers on country lanes (things like, can you get all four doors of a 2CV open while moving, how close can you follow a mates car, who then turned all his lights out, 4 up in an MGB was always fun as well.....)

A friend quite regularly had his 2CV moved by friends (because they could), he was never quite sure it would be where he left it.



dazwalsh

6,095 posts

141 months

Saturday 30th July 2016
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Once filled a bus stop to the brim with snow, took weeks to melt. Also used to shrink wrap cars.

Had a bottle of bleach and drew a cock and balls on neighbours lawn once.

LordHaveMurci

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12,043 posts

169 months

Saturday 30th July 2016
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dazwalsh said:
Once filled a bus stop to the brim with snow, took weeks to melt. Also used to shrink wrap cars.

Had a bottle of bleach and drew a cock and balls on neighbours lawn once.
Saw a shrunk wrapped car on a camp site last summer, did raise a chuckle biglaugh

burritoNinja

690 posts

100 months

Saturday 30th July 2016
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The Don of Croy said:
Used to play on building sites...a lot. Back in the seventies there was a housing boom, and our estate was expending so it provided just the best playground we younger residents craved.

From jumping off the roof onto the sand piles, hiding in drains, feeding the obligatory bonfire, running around all the scaffolding, damaging new kitchen units through use of 'match mortars' (foil wrapped swan vesta heads) to operating a dumper truck one night...the stuff of HSE nightmares. Luckily we had run of the place for nearly four years.

We found swan vesta matches would also ignite under moving vehicle tyres.

All small scale naughtiness that would have gotten us a proper caning had Ma + Pa found out.
Those building sites terrify me as a parent. A local family back in the late 90's had their 5 year old son die from getting trapped in a drainage pipe. You know the concrete ones. I always think about that little kid every time I drive past a housing site.

burritoNinja

690 posts

100 months

Saturday 30th July 2016
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On a brighter note. Me and a best mate use to cut open footballs and put those firework airbombs into it. The ball would lift of the ground a bit and then explode like crazy. Or putting airbombs upside down in the ground. Once taped a banger to class room window and blew it in. Putting airbombs in cow poop was fun too. We did go a bit far with smoke bombs. Those council estate garages that are not attached to houses, we would put a smoke bomb beside the door of one and watch the residents running about frantic. They seen straight away it was a smoke bomb though when they went to check.

LordHaveMurci

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12,043 posts

169 months

Tuesday 2nd August 2016
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dazwalsh said:
Had a bottle of bleach and drew a cock and balls on neighbours lawn once.
We have a neighbour that almost deserves the same treatment rofl

PostHeads123

1,042 posts

135 months

Tuesday 2nd August 2016
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I was visited my dad one summer when I was about 13 and his misses was away and she had a nice new black BMW 316i that she had reversed parked into garage. The house was a kind of L shape and to get the car back in the garage you had to reverse and turn at the same time, you need good clutch control as it the drive had a gradient facing upwards. Anyway dad went out and decided it was good idea to take the BMW and down the close they lived on, I then had to get it back in the garage, I spent 30mins trying with not luck I kept stalling, started to panic thought I saw my dad coming home, big revs let clutch out and promptly ended up embedding the car in the front of the house, to the point fire bridged etc were all called.

It wasn't my dad pulling up there was no way hiding it so I hid in the loo, when my dad did turn up all I could hear was him saying 'oh my god, oh my god, oh my god'. He didn't talk to me for over 6 months but was finally forgiven.