Best Pranks to Play :)
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As kids, we spent many a warm summers night (garbage night was on Thursdays) on our bikes, collecting rubbish bags and constructing some very large and impressive road blocks, 3 bags wide, 3 bags high, right across various cul de sacs deep in our neighbourhood (full of rich to$$ers) who would not be able to drive through to the main road in the morning.
Switched quite a few neighbours garden furniture items around, swapping chairs for tools, taking pot plants further up and swapping them for lawn ornaments. Makes the neighbours all look like a bunch of cheeky thieves
One night, we carefully dug up and swapped half a vegetable patch with another neighbours veggies which we actually replanted Oh. to have been a fly on the wall to witness some of the accusations 
Lets hear some childish stories then
Switched quite a few neighbours garden furniture items around, swapping chairs for tools, taking pot plants further up and swapping them for lawn ornaments. Makes the neighbours all look like a bunch of cheeky thieves
One night, we carefully dug up and swapped half a vegetable patch with another neighbours veggies which we actually replanted
Oh. to have been a fly on the wall to witness some of the accusations Lets hear some childish stories then
ukbob said:
As kids, we spent many a warm summers night (garbage night was on Thursdays) on our bikes, collecting rubbish bags and constructing some very large and impressive road blocks, 3 bags wide, 3 bags high, right across various cul de sacs deep in our neighbourhood (full of rich to$$ers) who would not be able to drive through to the main road in the morning.
Switched quite a few neighbours garden furniture items around, swapping chairs for tools, taking pot plants further up and swapping them for lawn ornaments. Makes the neighbours all look like a bunch of cheeky thieves
One night, we carefully dug up and swapped half a vegetable patch with another neighbours veggies which we actually replanted
Lets hear some childish stories then
The trditional set fire to a paper bag full of dog poo, leave it on the door step and ring the bell, do it in the middle of the night and they tend to stamp on it with bear feet, tickled me every time.
>> Edited by opieoilman on Thursday 30th September 18:42
We set a fair few fires... (details withheld) 
Diving trip the Orkneys, 12 of us sharing two cottages. Our shower did'nt work so i nicked theirs & vice versa.
Then it got serious......
Doing the cooking one night I got an idea whilst opening a tube of garlic paste, back to their bathroom, one toothpaste tube & one half empty garlic past tube
They did'nt spot it & they kept complaining about our cooking as they had garlic breath every morning
Then it got serious......
Doing the cooking one night I got an idea whilst opening a tube of garlic paste, back to their bathroom, one toothpaste tube & one half empty garlic past tube
They did'nt spot it & they kept complaining about our cooking as they had garlic breath every morning
School trip to France and on the ferry at 2am we told this kid who had just woken up, that someone had shaved one of his eyebrows off . There was a lot of pre-trip talk that this was actually going to happen to anyone that fell asleep , so when we told him he jumped up and started throwing punches at anyone within 20 feet. The head teacher got a bollocking from the ferry comapny and we laughed mercilessly as the kid then checked to see to see if he had any eyebrows left .
A dog turd chucked at the nasty ladys window ( I didnt do the act ) who took our football and put it on her bonfire ! She was so hated by everyone in the street that even the grownups thought it was funny to see her trying to scrap the doggy poo from her window .
>> Edited by BMGM3 on Thursday 30th September 19:03
A dog turd chucked at the nasty ladys window ( I didnt do the act ) who took our football and put it on her bonfire ! She was so hated by everyone in the street that even the grownups thought it was funny to see her trying to scrap the doggy poo from her window .
>> Edited by BMGM3 on Thursday 30th September 19:03
guy i used to live with played all sorts of pranks.
he once fixed a sign to a mates car with the words "i'm a gay virgin please call me on 07......."
he didn't realise until he got to work 30 miles away why people were laughing so much at him.
also got hold of some smoke bombs and planted them behind our landlords tv and under his car!!
the guy was driving up the road with smoke coming from underneath his car!never seen someone exit a vehicle so fast!!
he nearly got into big trouble once though as he used to live with a teacher.one evening he and a mate decided to "mark" some homework by writing things like "this is f
ing crap!
he was a good laugh but a nightmare to live with as you had to check your car,room and dinner every day!
he once fixed a sign to a mates car with the words "i'm a gay virgin please call me on 07......."
he didn't realise until he got to work 30 miles away why people were laughing so much at him.
also got hold of some smoke bombs and planted them behind our landlords tv and under his car!!
the guy was driving up the road with smoke coming from underneath his car!never seen someone exit a vehicle so fast!!
he nearly got into big trouble once though as he used to live with a teacher.one evening he and a mate decided to "mark" some homework by writing things like "this is f
ing crap! he was a good laugh but a nightmare to live with as you had to check your car,room and dinner every day!
Do the pranks have to be as kids???
At work, my favourites are:
Inking the earpiece of a telephone, then phone the guy up with some nonsense question, usually IT guy (that’s what he’s there for and it works every time).
Inking the top of a black tea mug. ‘My. Your moustache is most excellent’.
Someone else on telephone. For split second, pull telephone way from their ear. They tug hard. Let go. Smack. Ouch!
At work, my favourites are:
Inking the earpiece of a telephone, then phone the guy up with some nonsense question, usually IT guy (that’s what he’s there for and it works every time).
Inking the top of a black tea mug. ‘My. Your moustache is most excellent’.
Someone else on telephone. For split second, pull telephone way from their ear. They tug hard. Let go. Smack. Ouch!
pzero64 said:Naa, just anything worth a giggle, memory lane, or inspiration to try something new
Do the pranks have to be as kids???
Looking back, this was very cruel indeed, but crept up to someones house years ago, opened their car door, wound down the window a little, inserted a garden hose, closed the door, turned the tap on full tilt and made off on our bikes just as fast as our pedaling little legs would take us
Not as kiddie prank, but still amusing :
Painting something rather obscene (in Welsh - never did get a proper translation) on the back wall of our hall managers garage in luminous yellow paint. It stayed lit for quite a while after his car headlights had charged it up a treat.
Serves the barsteward right - reporting me for trying to do-nut the Rag teams trannie van
Painting something rather obscene (in Welsh - never did get a proper translation) on the back wall of our hall managers garage in luminous yellow paint. It stayed lit for quite a while after his car headlights had charged it up a treat.
Serves the barsteward right - reporting me for trying to do-nut the Rag teams trannie van
My most recent prank was on Saturday night in the local boozer.
During the day, I found myself in the Early Learning Centre with the missus, trying to pick a suitable gift for a friend's 2 year old birthday.
My eye was taken by a pack of plastic 'bugs' which contained lifelike models of spiders and slugs and such like.
Being the child that I am, I spent my £3 wisely and got the missus to buy them at the checkout.
Anyway, back to the pub. Having worded my mate up, he started to fake a swatting action and started saying things like 'bloody hell, did you see that wasp? its huge...."
I then proceeded to strategically place my slightly oversized wasp onto the top of somebodies pint glass.
Oh how we laughed when the pool playing drinker spotted the 'wasp' and shouted, "There's the bastard", legged it over and used his cue to smack the wasp into the air.
"Have that you little shit" he exclaimed and carried on playing pool. He was that pissed, he didn't even see it fall motionless onto the bar.
That was a cheap chuckle.
Going back some years when we first started driving, we used to tare around the countryside and we'd often end up stopping at a church in the middle of nowhere.
It was a cheap thrill as we trampled round the graveyards late at night, trying to scare our female friends as we looked hard.
We took it one step further.
The local library had a tape that you could 'borrow' which contained sound effects from horror movies.
We spent hours editing a copy which contained ringing bells, screams and howling werewolves. The sounds were seperated by carefully included pauses of silence.
My Sony Walkman complete with speakers came into action.
The next time we went to a churchyard, I went on ahead, pulled the equipment out of my jacket and set it up behind the church entrance. Then pressed play.
The first 2 minutes of the tape were silent. Then it all started.
First a couple of muffled screams. The fright set in immediately for the unexpecting 'friends'. Following that was another carefully planned pause and then a door creaking.
This went on for about 4 or 5 minutes until bottles went and people fled the scene.
I have to admit, on the misty night that it was and with the setting, it sounded unbelievably real.
Even those of us who were in on it started to feel a bit uneasy.
A great prank.
During the day, I found myself in the Early Learning Centre with the missus, trying to pick a suitable gift for a friend's 2 year old birthday.
My eye was taken by a pack of plastic 'bugs' which contained lifelike models of spiders and slugs and such like.
Being the child that I am, I spent my £3 wisely and got the missus to buy them at the checkout.
Anyway, back to the pub. Having worded my mate up, he started to fake a swatting action and started saying things like 'bloody hell, did you see that wasp? its huge...."
I then proceeded to strategically place my slightly oversized wasp onto the top of somebodies pint glass.
Oh how we laughed when the pool playing drinker spotted the 'wasp' and shouted, "There's the bastard", legged it over and used his cue to smack the wasp into the air.
"Have that you little shit" he exclaimed and carried on playing pool. He was that pissed, he didn't even see it fall motionless onto the bar.
That was a cheap chuckle.
Going back some years when we first started driving, we used to tare around the countryside and we'd often end up stopping at a church in the middle of nowhere.
It was a cheap thrill as we trampled round the graveyards late at night, trying to scare our female friends as we looked hard.
We took it one step further.
The local library had a tape that you could 'borrow' which contained sound effects from horror movies.
We spent hours editing a copy which contained ringing bells, screams and howling werewolves. The sounds were seperated by carefully included pauses of silence.
My Sony Walkman complete with speakers came into action.
The next time we went to a churchyard, I went on ahead, pulled the equipment out of my jacket and set it up behind the church entrance. Then pressed play.
The first 2 minutes of the tape were silent. Then it all started.
First a couple of muffled screams. The fright set in immediately for the unexpecting 'friends'. Following that was another carefully planned pause and then a door creaking.
This went on for about 4 or 5 minutes until bottles went and people fled the scene.
I have to admit, on the misty night that it was and with the setting, it sounded unbelievably real.
Even those of us who were in on it started to feel a bit uneasy.
A great prank.
Various names for this one but my favourites where the "Bastard Tricks Club" and "Escalation".
Used these a lot in the Forces but people in civvy street seem to get upset when you.... tuck a length of toilet role in there back pocket and set fire to it, cover there carpet in watercress seeds (when they are away on excercise for a couple of weeks), fill bergens(back packs) with loads of extra weight (just before a really long tab), set fire to all the dried grass that they had just put into there helmet for use as camoflage, when asked to iron a shirt or pair of trousers for a mate as they are runing late (probably never happen in civvy street) starch the item to death iron creases all over them.
Ooooo those where the days, pity the pay was shite or I may have spent my entire life just fukin about!!!
Used these a lot in the Forces but people in civvy street seem to get upset when you.... tuck a length of toilet role in there back pocket and set fire to it, cover there carpet in watercress seeds (when they are away on excercise for a couple of weeks), fill bergens(back packs) with loads of extra weight (just before a really long tab), set fire to all the dried grass that they had just put into there helmet for use as camoflage, when asked to iron a shirt or pair of trousers for a mate as they are runing late (probably never happen in civvy street) starch the item to death iron creases all over them.
Ooooo those where the days, pity the pay was shite or I may have spent my entire life just fukin about!!!
How about photocopying your face, then faxing it to someone with the words "HELP I'M TRAPPED" written on...
And in a similar vein, back in the days I used to work for the DSS, before plain paper A4 faxes, ie good old thermal rolls, load up your fax with 2/3 sheets of blank A4 taped together in a continuous loop, send to colleague's fax nearby, watch as the whole roll of thermal paper rolls out of their machine.
My, how we laughed.
And in a similar vein, back in the days I used to work for the DSS, before plain paper A4 faxes, ie good old thermal rolls, load up your fax with 2/3 sheets of blank A4 taped together in a continuous loop, send to colleague's fax nearby, watch as the whole roll of thermal paper rolls out of their machine.
My, how we laughed.
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