So, I’m interested in hearing doper stories about strange pranks they’ve heard of. Not neccessarily successful, vicious, or inventive, but just plain… wierd. One to start off:
A friend of mine broke up with this girl he was seeing (who, actually, was a good friend of mine), and things turned ugly a few weeks after the actual breakup. It was fairly ugly but manageable, until this guy decided to get serious with his campaign of intimidation, verbal harassment, and generalized teenage obnoxiousness.
One weekend night when this girl and her parents were out of town, he went to the Seven-'leven and purchased a carton of eggs, with the obvious intent of using them on her house. He also picked up a couple of microwave burritos to appease his hunger (I have the feeling he was extremely toasted when all this went down, but I don’t know for sure). He had already driven out to her house, parked in her driveway, and made ready with the eggs when he thought the better of it and left the eggs on the doorstep instead. He was about to cut his losses and leave when he decided he hadn’t been nearly violent enough, and cast about for something to hurl at the house. So he threw both of the burritos (still in their wrappers) as hard as he could at the door, then peeled out and drove into the night.
It certainly changed her attitude about him, and I know her parents still haven’t let her forget about it.
ICU night shift nurses are a barrel of fun when it comes to pranks. The most memorable one we pulled on the day shift with resounding success.
I’d had a patient with the world’s worst lice infestation; he was the talk of the unit because everyone was so icked out that we imagined we felt bugs crawling on us. Brandon (bless his evil heart) came up with a brilliant plan. He went back into the conference room where the day shift would gather to get their assignments and wrote on the board:
“LICE EPIDEMIC IN THE ICU! YOU MUST WEAR A HAT!!!”
Below the board, he placed a box full of those ridiculous, puffy blue elastic-banded hats that people wear in the OR. When the day shift came in and saw this, they were skeptical, but one look out on the floor convinced them it was real. Every nurse on the night shift, and the respiratory therapists, and the unit clerk (a stern, dour-faced woman) were calmly going about their work- and everyone was wearing a goofy OR hat.
Frightened and grumbling, the day nurses came out for their shift, each wearing a hat and looking extremely silly. One older nurse barked, “This is stupid! I’ve been a nurse for twenty five years, and I’ve never had to wear a hat!” Another woman was distressed. “I’ve brought lice home to my children!”
Needless to say, hilarity ensued when the joke was revealed.
I was talking to a guy at the bar one night and he told me that someone had baloneyed (balonied?){bologna’d?) his car. This I had never heard of.He showed me his car. Apparently, the application of Oscar Meyer bologna slices to a vehicle’s painted surfaces results in oxidation of the underlying paint, producing a subtle, yet quite noticable, polka-dot effect. Definitely one of the stranger things I’ve seen, although it does cross the line from “prank” to “vandalism”.
A guy I used to work with told me of a prank he pulled in high school. Ingredients: One empty dumpster, one large chunk of sodium, one cardboard box.
He put the sodium into the box and put the box into the dumpster, then lit the box on fire. Very quickly the fire department came and started spraying water on the small fire.
I used to know a site where it had pictures of this. If some dope goes out of town and leaves you the keys to his house and his car, you dismantle his car and reassemble it in their living room.
Funnier if you could disassemble the house and reassemble it inside a school gym or something.
Some funny/odd pranks I have actually witnessed/participated in:
Launching Cornish game hens at a rival frat house using a three-man sling shot (essentially a six ft length of surgical tubing with a basket in the center).
Fliping an abandoned Hyundai onto its roof in the parking lot of the fast food restaurant where I worked in high school. Car was placed into an actual spot.
Disassembling a kids dorm room and reassembling it inside the bathroom.
Tossing a flaming Jack-O-Lantern off the 5th floor of my dorm.
Telling girls at a party my drunk friend liked them and that he was too shy to approach them. Throughout the night, girls (usually nasty) would keep approaching him.
After a party, some drunk girls wandered into our frat house, most likely to steal something or cause some other mischef. Since my buddy didn’t feel like watching or hooking up with, we decided it would be better to throw sticks of butter at them until they left. (Our butter comes in big industrial size blocks and they were pretty soft from sitting out all night).
There is a great book on the topic of college prankery entitled “If at all Possible, Involve a Cow”.
For example (this required major funding by student government) building a life size model of the statue of liberty’s head and arm and placing it in the middle of a frozen lake in (I believe) Madison, Wisconsin. Also the Great Cal-Tech Rose Bowl Hoax perpetrated on the University of Washington by Cal-Techers who sabatoged the giant flip card display the UW was planning for the first televised Rose Bowl. Instead of a Husky, they made a beaver (cal-techs mascot).
Or how about staging “Vegetable Awareness Week” to coincide with a visit by presidential candidate Ronald Reagan and then at the end of his speech, handing him a button that says “I am Vegetably Aware.”
1)Get together a big pile of junk; old washing machines, furniture, tables full of widgets, racks and racks of old clothes…
2)Go out on Friday night and get your buddy really drunk, staying out as late as possible…
3)Hi Opal!
4)Drive your buddy home (don’t drink and drive) and once he’s safely to bed, begin arranging the junk in his front yard…
5)Put up signs everywhare in the neighbourhood that say: “Garage Sale! Early Bird Specials!” with your buddy’s address…
6)Advertising heavily in every newspaper in the province is also a nice touch…
… And a nearly deserted three-lane unlimited access road:
You and a friend stake out a likely stretch on said three-lane road. When a single car comes along, the pair of you pull-up along either side of you victim. When you get stopped at a light, wait a moment, and then, simultaneously, you each put your car in reverse and slowly start creeping backwards.
Pulled this on a highschool buddy, and he nearly pushed his brake pedal throught the floor of his car.
Some friends of mine did this when they were kids:
Three of them got on one side of a residential street, and three on the other. They lined up as if for a game of tug-of-war. When a car approached, they wold pantomime pulling a rope taut across the road. Invariably, the victim in the car would slam on the brakes to avoid the non-existant danger.
The year my younger brother [sub]who swears he had NOTHING to do with this[/sub] was a senior in high school someone - acutally, a lot of someones - somehow managed to sneak a live chicken into half the lockers in the high school. 500 chickens. 500 LIVE chickens. Those who were there said the funniest part was watching late-comers gingerly opening their lockers, not certain whether something was going to come flying out …
We do not believe he had nothing to do with the chickens. You see, in 8th grade he acquired the nickname of ‘Birdman’ because he climbed to the top of the barn, caught a half dozen pigeons, put them in a duffel bag, threw the bag into my mother’s mini-van, turned up the radio REAL LOUD so my mother couldn’t hear the cooing, took them to the basement of the high school, and let them go.
The school told Michael that HE had to tell my parents. He decided to tell mom during church, assuming that she couldn’t yell at him too hard during the hymn.
My former roomie & I were on our patio one day when we noticed parked in the back of the building a convertible with the top down and a knapsack in the back.
I noticed that the knapsack was almost the same as mine but a different color, so we did what was expected of us…
Mine was orange, the other one was blue.
I grabbed my knapsack and my roomie & I went downstairs and out to the convertible and proceeded to place the contents of the other knapsack into my knapsack placing every item in exactly the same location meanwhile watching that we had no one watching us.
We placed my old orange knapsack that we had packed into back of the car where the owners knapsack had been and then hightailed it back up to our apartment to watch and wait.
Hours later after having peeked out our window numerous times, we saw a girl get into the convertible.
She looked back at the knapsack, then turned again as if in disbelief.
Her face was in a panic as she openned the knapsack, and everything was there.
We could hardly contain ourselves - we hid behind our blinds and laughed silently enough for her not to hear as she drove off shocked and confused.
A buddy of mine and I gOt sent out of class into the Principals Office during grade school for being generally obnoxious and disruptive. The principal is out so his secretary has to watch us. She knew us well since we spent a lot of time there. When the secretary left the room for a minute we turned her clock ahead half an hour. When her clock read 3:00, she pushed the button that rang the bell that announced that it was time to leave. Of course all of the kids ran out of the classrooms before the suprised teachers could call them back.
At the same moment a pack of teachers went to the office with confused expressions on their faces looking at their watches. They looked at the clock on the wall and then over at us. When they realized what had happened they all busted out laughing.
The day I left my old job (at a research lab), some of my “friends” stole my keys out of my desk, put them in a 5 gallon bucket of water (suspended from the handle so they were submerged about halfway) and placed the bucket in a -80º freezer for most of the day. Took me a good hour to thaw them out.
Ha freaking ha.
To get back at one of them, I put vacuum grease on his windshield wipers. As we left, the rain started. His wipers then left a smear of grease that covered his whole windshield. Of course, the water wouldn’t wash it off, so he had to get out in the pouring rain and wipe the grease off with his hand, shirt.
I used to work at a convenience store that had public payphones at the opposite end of the parking lot from the building. I had the night off and stopped by on the way home from somewhere and was shooting the bull with the night shift guy- nickname: Boz. Boz was standing behind the counter, and I in front of it. A car pulls slowly onto the parking lot, heading towards one of the payphones. Boz says “-wait a minute”, goes over to the phone and hits one of the speed-dialer buttons, glances at me, and points out towards the car at the payphone. It stops with the driver’s side window next to the phone. And then Boz starts to yell:
“WHAT THE F*&% ARE YOU DOIN’? YOU AIN’T DONE S&%, MACY'S STILL ALIVE! THE VENEZUELAN SAID IT WAS SET UP! WHERE'S MY F^#*%’ MONEY? YOU THINK YOU CAN F$@^ ME OVER? HUH? IS THAT IT? JUST ‘CAUSE YOU DON’T F#@&IN’ KNOW ME? YOU THINK I CAN’T F%&#IN’ FIND YOU?”
-and then hangs up. The person at the payphone hangs up, and a couple seconds later the car pulls off the lot.
“Who was that?” I ask.
“I don’t know,” he says, “but I’ve got work to do. I can’t have just anybody hanging around here.” - MC
In the late 70s in Charlotte, N.C., my friends took me along on a UFO expedition.
This prank made the National Enquirer, or so I’m told.
Requirements: large garbage bags, straws, paper plates and candles.
Instructions: Create a cross with the straws, top with paper plate, attach bag to straws, put candle in and light.
Hot air fills the bag, let go, follow in car until candle goes out or bag goes up into the air and out of sight.
The effect was very pretty. The bags carried a long way, emitting a greenish glow.
I went off to college soon after. Six months later, we learned that the Enquirer had paid off for a UFO sighting in Charlotte. One of the bags had risen high enough to attract the attention of a couple of cops in a helicopter. They chased after the UFO and it suddenly zoomed out of sight. Actually, the draft from the blades shredded the bag.
Wierd pranks, eh? I’ve participated in my share of those.
My friends and I have a habit of placeing strange food and cryptic notes on people’s doorsteps if they are not home when we need them. It started with a squash. Later we graduated to taping cubes of jello to people’s doors.
In our misspent youth, we would call up 1-800 numbers and tell them that it was cod-trouser driving awareness week (we were doing a service to FDLFDWCTT…check out http://members.tripod.com/~angumbdo/codtrousers.html) We told people to talk to their kids about the dangers of driving with cod in their trouser. Some poor souls believed us. Other FDLFDWCTT shenanigans involve announceing FDLFDWCTT meetings over the public announcement system in high school. We even got a teacher to list himself as an advisor to our strange organization.
In high school I also put up signs for a funeral for a soda machine. I though everyone would know that it was a joke, but I guess a signifigant number of people showed up with pictures of the old machine, poems and songs.
My friend got this picture of this guy named Ed Real off a New Orleans public library web page (Ed is a second in command of a branch). He used Real’s likeness in a series of art projects, mostly posters. One time we made up huge posters of Ed Real with the words “Real Tour” on it. We taped those to his van and went on a road trip with them proudly displayed. I wore cat ears the whole time, and another passenger proudly waved a stuffed fish at people that passed us. When we got near pedestrians we shouted “Real Tour” out the window.
When they tore down the local bowling ally, my friends snuck into the defunct parking lot at night and drew chalk outlines of bowling pins all over it.
One time on Halloween we didn’t have costumes- so we did this crazy jumping walk instead. We weaved in and out of the crowds yelling “jumping man!”. Some people even joined in!
We’ve done plenty more wierd pointless pranks, but I can’t remember them all. We are kind of wierd pointless people.
