Harmless Pranks

Take paper towel and toilet paper tubes. Cut eyes into them, stuff TP into the ends, spray paint flat black. Pull TP and insert activated light stick and replace TP.

Place under shrubs, in crooks of trees on dark nights!

That's actually funny, and might go pretty good at Halloween. You can get both green AND red lights. Or maybe get the little inch-and-a-half ones, use one of each color, with a TP plug between the eye-holes, so you've got one red eye and one green eye. :p
 
When visiting someone & using the bathroom I check to see if they have a bathtub with a selector for the shower that will stay on (some of the newer ones won't stay on unless the water is actually running). If so, I turn the shower selector on and angle the shower head a bit so that the next one to turn on the water gets a cold, wet head.....and naturally blames someone else who lives there for doing it.
 
When my son was small he was very active and a challange on car trips. One time I ran over the rumble strip on the side of the road. When he asked what that was I told him it was the monster in the road and he needed to be quiet so nothing bad would happen. Had a lot better trips til he figured it out.
 
Never had the nerve to do it and live with the consequences... :eek:

But I've always laughed at the thought of putting Saran Wrap across the toilet seat before the wife and I go to bed at night.

Anyone pulled this and lived to tell the story?

This is the oldest fraternity house prank in the book, next to short sheeting. And of course it always got the "OH ****" response that was hoped for.

John
 
Used to send the new kid to the supply room to ask for a left-handed smoke bender......
 
Sprinkle half a box of powdered sugar between the sheets of someones bunk. Remake the bunk and wait for morning. The victim looks like a glazed donut when they roll out of the rack.
 
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I've always liked pranks that don't hurt or humiliate, but baffle and confuse.

One I've wanted for years to do is too labor-intensive and expensive at this late stage of my life. Would have been lovely, though.

I planned to send someone, preferably somebody with an exalted view of his intellect and importance, a little Japanese miniature eggplant, anonymously. Then on the same day of the next month send one slightly larger. No explanation, no return address. Send it by messenger.

They would continue arriving on the same day of the month and getting larger until the poor chump is getting huge honkin' eggplant.

Then I would skip two months to lull him into a false sense of security. And resume sending them, smaller each month...

I figured it would drive him slightly crazy, and when he asked his friends, "Are you sending me eggplant?" they'd laugh their butts off.

If any of you would like to borrow the idea, feel free. :D:D
 
In college I would send crabby and cranky or mocking letters to the school newspaper attacking one group-or several-and sign them with the name of a disreputable historical personage whose beliefs and attitudes were portrayed in the letter.
Several times I sent letters to the local papers and signed the names of people I didn't like, the letter would embarass them with its content.
Then there's the 1970s standard of placing a personal ad in a sex newspaper/swinger's magazine with the business and personal phone numbers of someone you don't like. A 1983 graduate of Parris Island said they had a E-4 who was bucking hard for E-5, decided the way to get was to be an arrogant you know the five letter word. He regularly received large packages at mail call-while they were at sea-that contained homosexual porn, along with "love" letters.
 
The local rural high school I attended and graduated from in 1972 opened in 1955. Every year a few of the seniors pulled a senior prank on someone. A few of us cooked up our idea. There was a locker on the front hall by the office, #427. It was one of the half lockers, one on top of the other. Sometimes during the year the guy that was assigned that locker moved to another locker and didn't tell the office staff. At the top of the the locker was a hole just large enough for a marble to fit through. So someone in our group bought this huge Master Lock, put it on the locker. No one noticed it and we started about the middle of the school year filling the locker with marbles. We got so many in it by the end of the year we were pushing them in with a pencil. When we had as many in it as we could we started leaving notes all over school "there was dope in locker #427". The second day someone found one and carried it to the office. I just happened to be in the library across the hall from that locker. Unknowing to us the principle we were trying to pull the prank on wasn't there. So the assistant principal had the janitor there with a bolt cutter cutting the lock off. The driver ed teacher saw the commotion and came to watch. The janitor cut the lock and stood back. Also there was the guy that had been assigned the locker to begin with. He was sweating bullets, he was known as the school dope dealer and later he told someone he thought he may have left some in that locker when he moved. Well, the assistant principle opened the door. Those marbles hit him in the chest. He closed the door as best as he could. With a priceless look on his face, like that didn't just happen. Then he opened it again & the rest of the marbles went everywhere! They bounced the length of the hall!. Talk about mad! His face was blood red & he yelled "when I find out who did this they will not graduate!" The driver ed teacher about died laughing as did the janitor. The dope dealer looked like his life had been saved. Then the driver ed teacher made us all that saw what happened and were die laughing pick up all those marbles. But it was worth it! After graduation the bunch of us that did it told the assistant principal we did it. He had cooled down and though it was the best senior prank he'd seen.

This is a rural area of Virginia. Our small town newspaper had a story about our prank in 2012, 40 years later. They had a few mistakes in the article. So I wrote them and corrected it. They were good enough to waive the requirement to be published a name was needed. It's still a big secret who was in on it. Did that bring back some great memories! Oh to be 18 again!!!
 
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PRANKS

Dorm prank: One night the 2 nerdiest guys on the hall were "getting lucky" with 2 girls nobody would want to be caught with, but that most had been with, Nanook & Dirty Debbie. We pried the door, and wedged it tight with penny's so they were trapped inside. It had been raining for a couple days and we lived on the second floor. The girls had to relieve themselves so bad, they jumped out the window into the mud at app 3am. What a sight, they actually came back to the floor to use the bathroom & let the guys out of the room. That's the first reported WALK OF SHAME.
 
We used to always send the new mechanic in the shop out to the auto supply store to get a metric crescent {adjustable} wrench...it's even funnier when we would call ahead and tell one of the parts salesmen. He would pull out a crescent wrench and say "sorry, we only got this english one."
The building industry is full of these too...roll of pipe threads, brick bender, sky hook.
 
HOSPITAL PRANKS

SO MANY IT'S IMPOSIBLE TO LIST ALL. If you can pull off a good Indian accent, pretend to be Dr Patel, every hospital has about a dozen, call another department and schedule a ridiculously obscene/made up procedure with an equally absurd Pt's name. Pray for the day when NEW telephone operators arrive, it's amazing what you can get them to overhead page. Betting a small person they can't fit into a box or mail bag, then tape it shut. We ate a lot of take out, so over a period of time we took the Chinese food menu, left the outside the same & replaced the food names with some really crude/vulgar, yet clever names & had new interns phone in the dinner orders. It's not especially fair to those where English is a second language & kind of like shooting fish in a barrel, BUT funny as heck. An old classic is to send a new nursing student in to bathe & dress an expired PT, some never realized it. I've been had good. NEVER have a surgery where you work! I had to get my tonsils out at 33 y/o and instead of waking up in the recovery room I was in Labor and delivery, feet up in stirrups with balloons and "CONGRATS IT'S A BOY" card. The very first Pt I ever put a stethoscope to was handpicked and had severe sleep apnea, where his breathing & heart would regularly stop for 15-20 seconds, I heard ba bump, ba bump, - - - -?, I checked my watch & stethoscope before almost calling a code blue. I HOPE things have become more PC by now.
 
We used to always send the new mechanic in the shop out to the auto supply store to get a metric crescent {adjustable} wrench...it's even funnier when we would call ahead and tell one of the parts salesmen. He would pull out a crescent wrench and say "sorry, we only got this english one."
The building industry is full of these too...roll of pipe threads, brick bender, sky hook.

We had a young female supervisor working with our crew of 30ish guys for a while. We all loved her, but didn't hesitate to "mess with" her. One of our gags was telling her we need some metric channel locks. She wrote it down, and put in a requistion for them.

We'd also call her, and wave her over to where we were, then ask, "Where would you be if we hadn't called you over here?"

We were starting up a new plant facility. There were a few feral cats in the old building that were as wild as a march hare. We were all standing around a pallet of empty waste barrel one morning, and got to talking about how mean and wild these cats were. The young lady was looking all around with her eyes about the size of saucers. One of the fellows started to "meow...meow...meow" when she wasn't looking. She jumps...where is that cat? I looked down between the barrels and said "There's that so and so!" I reached down into one of the barrels, and started beating my hand back and forth inside the barrel, while making a POed cat noise...wherrreee,snarll, whereeeee!!! Supervisor screamed. She just knew that cat was ripping my hand to a bloody pulp. And this at a company who's moto is "Safety is our No 1 product" or something like that. She just KNEW she was going to be writing reports for the rest of her career about not only how it happened, but why she let it happen.

I thought she was going to kill me if the cat didn't. :D

But she did turn the tables once in a while and spoil our fun.

We thought we'd get her one day. Got the secretary to write a note and leave it on her desk. "Tell Wayne, Diane called." There were two of us named Wayne, and both our wives were named Diane. We figure this would really confuse her.

She fooled us. She came in, pointed to both of us and said "Call your wife." Drat. :D
 
CAMPFIRE PRANKS

THE OLD RUBBER HAND. Can be used for many pranks. Pretend to be really drunk and reach into the fire to light a cigarette until the fingers start melting. While preparing dinner "accidently" cut off a finger, etc.
 
Thirty-seven years at the string factory are coming back to me. This is not good. :D

There was a sub-basement area that was used to store stuff. This area was seldom visited, and poorly lighted. A couple of fellows found a big wooden box down there, about the size and shape of a crude coffin. They got to hiding a rubber fright mask in the box. Then they'd wait until they picked their mark, and figured out how to lure them down to the box. The most common story was that the box was full of unmarked blue jean jackets, just there for the taking.

Then one of them would rush down, crawl into the box, put the fright mask on, and pull the top over the box. When the mark opened the box, there would be a roar/scream as the person in the box sat up and reached for the mark. People would actually wet themselves. Then they would swear the victim to secrecry so THEY could watch for the next mark. This went on for weeks.

Then the victims decided to turn the tables. As they watched the setup for the next mark, one of the previous victims, raced down to the box, put on the mask, covered the box. The unsuspecting "boogie man" came down, opened the box, reached for the mask, only to have it set up, screaming at him. He cried like a little girl, victim of his own prank.
 
GREAT PRANK - Unfortunately I was not responsible for it.

Long long ago, (late sixties) a college friend had gotten revenge by this method.

Write a complimentary letter on tablet paper with a pencil to a radio preacher telling how you appreciate his work and enclose a dollar. Telling that as time improve you will send more money. Send to ten or twelve different radio preachers.

The victim will NEVER get off of the mailing lists.

Bekeart
 
At a "gathering", find a gullible person, show him a funnel and a coin, and some money. Bet him he cannot put the funnel in his belt, the coin on his forehead (head tilted back), and drop the coin into the funnel without using his hands. When he tilts his head back preparing to "drop" the coin, pour some water in the funnel. Be ready to run! :D
 
Take an empty snose can and cut a hole on one side of the bottom your "signal" finger will just fit through to the middle joint and fold over. Place some toilet tissue in it around the finger. Carefully add a little catsup. Fold the finger over so the lid will go on. Hold with rest of fingers around base. Now go up to a safety guy and tell him you need to show him something you found and remove the lid.
 
mstem's prank reminded me of one myself and another officer did to a fellow cop. Our briefing room was on the 2nd floor above our records. Our lockers were homemade out of wood and had the screws for the hinges on the outside. We took the door off and placed a sheet of cardboard inside so there was a gap of about an inch or so. We filled the space with about 100 golfballs and then put the door about on. When the officer that we called Koko after the chimp that learned sign language opened the door about half the golfballs feel onto the tile floor. They bounced down the strairs while Koko just stood there. Then he grabed the cardboard and shook it so the other half fell. It kind of reminded me of the old Cpt. Kangaroo show when the ping-pong balls would fall on the moose. The best part was that we blamed it on a Cpl. on another shift. Goodtimes
 

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