02-02-2007, 05:28 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: NYYC
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Your Best Pranks ever
Inspired by Frank's SMRT thread, I wanted to hear what some of the best pranks are you ever pulled, or had the misfortune of being pulled on you.
Here's a couple i can remember.
1. At the age of 17 and before he got his licence, a friend of mine snuck out in his dads van every once in a while, and then of course had to fill up the tank to cover his tracks. I had been a driver for a couple years at that point, so I informed him that you had to be 18 to purchase gasoline. However because i was such a good friend, I would buy it for him, but for a small fee, since it was sort of risky on my end to be purchasing gas for minors.
Sure made some good money that week.
2. A friend of ours (lets call him Pedro, the same guy from #1) was a bit of a goth/punk kid who was sort of in a "I hate everyone" phase at the end of grade 12. Pretty much anything beyond dark and evil was lame to him. When it came time for graduation year books, we all had to think up some words to have displayed by our name (and then drop off our form with the paragraph in the basket by the office). Taking matters into our own hands, a friend and i decided to follow Pedro as he dropped off his form, and then proceded to take out his, and make up our own for him (since there was nobody really checking these, it was easy to do) The funny thing was another friend of ours had the same idea for a prank to pull on Pedro, and slipped in a form as well for him. I have no idea how it happened, but whoever was processing the forms decided to word-mesh our paragraphs together. When the shiny yearbooks came out a few months later, Pedro was horrified to find out that instead of his own dark phrase, the paragraph under his name was declaring his special heart-felt love for his mom and dad, and how this was such a special moment in his life. Needless to say, he spent the rest of the week going around the school, hopelessly trying to mark out his section.
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02-02-2007, 05:34 PM
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#2
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Franchise Player
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Victoria
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A month ago I had a girl call my buddy leaving him a message saying she wasn't sure if he remembered that night but she needed to talk to him about some "test results". I had totally forgotten about this until a week later when he told me about this. This chick's name was Crystal and at the time I had completely forgotten that he had briefly seen a girl with the same name. So he started telling me the story and he was completely terrified. I let this go on for about 10 minutes before I told him.
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02-02-2007, 05:36 PM
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I took a black stamp pad and rubbed it all over a coworker's black stapler. Dude used it for a few hours without a clue. He didn't notice until he reached out to shake a client's hand and noticed the black all over his palm. He quickly popped his hand into his pocket and shuffled off to the bathroom.
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02-02-2007, 05:37 PM
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Franchise Player
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: NYYC
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I remember another.
A friend of ours in high school was dating this Hungarian girl, and one day called me up for some help since I also speak the language. He really wanted to impress her, and asked me to write something nice in Hungarian so he could put it on a card and make it special.
This guy was somewhat of a player, and the butt of a lot of jokes in our little group... so we decided this would be no different. I wrote down some words for him, he went out and had the letter engraved onto a card, and bought a big bouquet of flowers to go along with it. During their romantic candle lit dinner at one of Calgary's finer establishments, he handed her the card, which when translated read: "Tonight, I really want to go anal".Seeing that she was puzzled, he went on to tell her that "he really meant it and the message came from the heart".
I was never told how it went from there, but I didnt see her around much after that. Oh high school, those were good times.
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02-02-2007, 05:39 PM
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Scoring Winger
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: Cowtown
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When we were in Grade 10 or so,we used to go around town late at night,and some people who didnt have a garage or baby barn would leave their lawnmowers outside tucked under their decks.So late at night we would go around and start the mowers up and take off running.Some would run for a half an hour before they had to get up and turn them off.Pretty harmless but fun.
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02-02-2007, 05:53 PM
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Franchise Player
Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: Not sure
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Wow, the Hungarian one was priceless!!!
One night out at my cabin when I was pretty young, I was asleep in my bed when my older brothers got up in the middle of the night and carried my bed (with me still in it) outside. To this day it was one of the oddest moments I have ever had, waking up fulling expecting to be inside but instead was staring at the river running next to me thinking "WTF is going on here, WTF am I?"
Another time a buddy of mine realized that his garage door opener also worked on one of the garage doors on one of his neighbours homes as well. We would sit outside of his house and open and close the door till the guy came out trying to figure out what was wrong with his door. He would close it, watch it close and then stare in astonishment as it opened again by itself. One day it stopped working for use, figured he wen't out and bought a new garage door opener.
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02-02-2007, 05:56 PM
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Lifetime Suspension
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Wet Coast
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Im loving the off topic threads as of late.
Here's one...
Working at a kids camp a couple years ago, some other staff members put a can of coke filled with urine in our fridge as a prank. Myself and another guy questioned the 2 guys we suspected did it, and they told us it was just apple juice...probably in fear that we would do something in return if they told us the truth. Based off the answer they gave us we then decided to take their tooth brushes and pour their "apple juice" all over thier brushes. Emptied the cans worth on the brushes, let them brush their teeth for a week, then told them we poured their apple juice on their tooth brushes.
Not really something you could just do out of the blue...but the reaction they had was priceless.
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02-02-2007, 05:57 PM
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Lifetime Suspension
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: Market Mall Food Court
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Back in the day the U of C had this crappy automated phone registration system. You would call in to add and drop courses with your ID number and password. Well one of our friends let his password slip out and we proceeded to go ahead and drop him out of all his engineering classes and placed him into Japanese 205, Russian 205, Art 210(full year)haha etc...
When we got to the Registrars office to get our printed schedules he freaked! He was screaming at the ladies at the counter. We were trying to figure out why he was so ****ed, but go figure, I guess Engineering classes were pretty hard to get into and we messed up his 1st year big time! hehe.
Well he never spoke to us again, but i guess it worked out in the end. I found out later that he switched his program to Acturial Science because of us and is making $250,000us/year in Hartford!
Who is the sucker now? hehe
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02-02-2007, 06:12 PM
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Such a pretty girl!
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Calgary
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Back when I stayed in rez, I had 4 roommates. After a long weekend, one roommate brought cookies back that he said were made by his mother. We all dug in (or appeared to). A few hours later, I got the runs really bad, but no one else did. So I slept it off hoping I would be better for school on tuesday. Not the case. I had the runs for the entire week and couldn't leave the bathroom. I suspected the cookies, but thought to myself they weren't them since the other 3 guys were ok.
Turns out they weren't eating the cookies, but actually throwing them away. %^$$# Don't worry, I got the leader back with the story below.
It was approaching Christmas Break and my roomie (the mastermind above) was leaving right after last class to go home. He was flying Westjet from Calgary to Victoria. As it turns out, this roommate likes chocolate milk and can't pass it up. A quick trip to the local safeway and I have everything I need.
Poured a litre of chocolate milk in a pot, then threw in an entire box of chocolate exlax. Heated it up to melt the exlax into the milk and then cooled it in an ice bath while stirring. Placed it into fridge waiting for the moment. Before we all left, we did the quick 1 hour cleanup and offered the mixture to the roommate. He quickly drank the entire liter of milk, thus making him ingest an entire box of exlax. Oh how sweet this is going to be.
Did I mention his flight was due to leave in 3 hours? We timed it perfectly. Made sure he didn't drink the milk to early or too late. Turns out, he had some "problems" on take off. He refused to elaborate further, but we could only guess what happened since you can't leave your seat (a window seat to boot) during takeoff.  He was pretty introverted after that.
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02-02-2007, 06:36 PM
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Not a casual user
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: A simple man leading a complicated life....
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Back in the early 80's a bunch of us went camping in the Kananaskis. One of the guys showed up with a gorilla costume. He was going to hide in the ditch and jump out when any vehicle came along. The thinking was people would mistake him for a Sasquach. He was also 6'8' tall.
We waited till the sun went down and proceeded to hide in the ditch until headlights appeared in the distance. Out he would go slowly walking across the road. The first couple cars slowed down to look and speed off at a high rate of speed. We were having a blast until this guy in a pickup slows down and stops. It looked like he was reaching for a rifle in the back. Anyhow we didn't stick around to find out as we darted for the woods.
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02-02-2007, 06:44 PM
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broke the first rule
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Most of the time at my job, I'm out of the office at a clients...but still have a regular desk/cubicle with all my stuff in it/on the walls...my desk also has 3 cabinets with different locks.
As a pre-face, I was at a co-worker's barbecue one weekend, and we're joking around and stuff, and he says "calf, I'm so glad you're able to take a joke"...that seemed odd to me so I said "um, what did you do to my desk?"...he replied "oh nothing".
weird.
That monday I'm back in the office, running a little bit late for an 8am meeting. I show up, and my cubicle is empty...none of my papers, none of my stuff on the walls, and even my chair was missing (dismantled under the desk). The guys managed to get the keys to my desk, and hid/locked everything away, and managed to do it in a way that it took some time to figure out how the heck to get everything out. I was having a pretty rough few weeks, and they knew it, so I made it look like I was about to snap if they even looked at me the wrong way.
Still haven't gotten them back...yet. This thread is going to give me some great ideas.
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02-02-2007, 07:00 PM
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#12
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Franchise Player
Join Date: Jul 2003
Location: Sector 7-G
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Kobatuzzied
When we got to the Registrars office to get our printed schedules he freaked! He was screaming at the ladies at the counter. We were trying to figure out why he was so ****ed, but go figure, I guess Engineering classes were pretty hard to get into and we messed up his 1st year big time! hehe
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Pranks to me are reversable or don't leave long lasting damage. A friend doing this to me would have had me go Godard on said now ex friend.
I once bought a metal can of dog food and cut it open at the bottom. I then emptied it out, washed it, and filled it with canned corned beef and soldered the bottom back on. At my BBQ later that day, I brought out the can, "opened" it, took out a spoon and "dug in", much to the horror of my buddies and other guests.
I told them I was on a new diet.
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02-02-2007, 08:01 PM
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Crash and Bang Winger
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This is a real mean thing to do as far as pranks go...drill holes in a mechanics toolbox, put in some grease fittings and grab yourself an air powered grease gun (obviously at work) and fill it right up until it oozes out. Clean it up and wait for the fireworks. By the way, this guy was a jerk and quit shortly after.
Loctite in a lock is also real bad, gets people right worked up.
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02-02-2007, 08:08 PM
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Scoring Winger
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: Cowtown
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A friend of mine lives in a pretty high class nieghborhood and is well known there,he's a school principal.Well last year he did some minor reno's to his place,and me and another friend went out to pick something up from his garage which he always leaves open.We get there and theres his old toilet sitting in the garage.We haul it out onto the front lawn and put a cardboard for sale sign on it with his cell number.I wish I could have been there when he got home.
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02-02-2007, 10:18 PM
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Franchise Player
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: Toronto, Ontario
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I like this thread. When I was in grade 7, a good friend of mine always made racist jokes at me, and it really peeved me off every time so at a wedding I was attending, I called an airport taxi to his house for a 3am call. Apparently the taxi kept ringing his doorbell and his parents got into a huge altercation with the driver. Somehow I was caught and the school gave my home phone number to the company and they called and I got it pretty good from the parents.
Second story...last day of highschool. Friend of mine went to Costco, got about 25 latex condoms, a few of us friends went to the bathroom minutes before the closing bell, wet all of 'em, added a bit of glue at the bottom and from the top of our school stairs, dropped them on the congragation of gatherers below. Boy was that a riot.
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02-02-2007, 10:24 PM
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Not a casual user
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: A simple man leading a complicated life....
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Got a buddy who is a mechanic. His workplace loves to play pranks on one another. One day the boss has his car in for an oil change and my buddy decides to re- route the washer fluid hose. LOL the next morning the boss comes in with a wet crotch. He was cursing something about turning on his wipers to clean the windshield and getting a shot of wash fluid in his crotch area
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02-02-2007, 10:35 PM
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Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: Toronto, Ontario
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Table 5
2. A friend of ours (lets call him Pedro, the same guy from #1) was a bit of a goth/punk kid who was sort of in a "I hate everyone" phase at the end of grade 12. Pretty much anything beyond dark and evil was lame to him. When it came time for graduation year books, we all had to think up some words to have displayed by our name (and then drop off our form with the paragraph in the basket by the office). Taking matters into our own hands, a friend and i decided to follow Pedro as he dropped off his form, and then proceded to take out his, and make up our own for him (since there was nobody really checking these, it was easy to do) The funny thing was another friend of ours had the same idea for a prank to pull on Pedro, and slipped in a form as well for him. I have no idea how it happened, but whoever was processing the forms decided to word-mesh our paragraphs together. When the shiny yearbooks came out a few months later, Pedro was horrified to find out that instead of his own dark phrase, the paragraph under his name was declaring his special heart-felt love for his mom and dad, and how this was such a special moment in his life. Needless to say, he spent the rest of the week going around the school, hopelessly trying to mark out his section.
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Funny thing you mention that one. I did the exact same thing to a buddy of ours who was getting vein with the weighlifting, and was the type of guy who'd talk about hot girls to us guys, but when girls were around, he'd be quiet as a mouse. He was an immigrant with a THICK accent. In the final yearbook of our Highschool years, we wrote something like, "to all the ladies, you know where to find the big man with the muscles" and ended it really cheesy. When we opened our yearbooks a few months later to find it in there, it was an instant classic around the school and we still talk about it until this day (he still doesn't know who did it)  .
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02-02-2007, 10:37 PM
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Franchise Player
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: Calgary
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This goes way back...
Me and a buddy in grade 8 unloaded a full can of this fart-spray stuff that stunk about 100x's worse than a stink bomb. It came in this huge can. So we got up and sprayed the whole can into the ventilation system at the school. There was no windows that could open in the school, and within 10 minutes, every classroom in the school was infected with the smell.
We were sitting in the principals office when it came through his vents, and we just laughed. got a good suspension for that one.
good times.
I have some spectacular pranks that we played at the hospital i worked at.. but i don't really know if I should share.
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02-02-2007, 10:38 PM
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Franchise Player
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: Toronto, Ontario
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Another one...putting baby old on somebody's windshield. IMPOSSIBLE to take out. Another windshield one...take an egg and crack it right on the centre of the windshield. When whoever you do it to goes to rub it off with washer fluid, for some reason it just sticks to the windshield.
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02-02-2007, 10:51 PM
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First Line Centre
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This one time at my buddies cabin a bunch of us went up, we were around 16-17 at the time. About 10 guys and 5 girlfriends, so there was 5 guys with time on their hands. They waited till everyone got ****ed and went around with blue deck stain and garbage bags. They put the garbage bags down and painted 4/5 guys feet blue, they didn't get me because I woke up, so instead they just tore my tent down. The price for getting laid on a long weekend when some of your friends aren't  The 4/5 guys had blue feet for weeks.
My Dad and I are the same when it comes to Germs. We are border line germaphobes. He owns a rental house down the street from ours, there had been complaints about the parking lot for a park about 5 houses down the alley from this rental house. They were finding needles, condoms, beer bottles etc... a nice area to, but anyway. I had gotten a pen that looks like a needle from a friend of mine who is a nurse. It is filled with red ink, it looked VERY life like. It was November, snow on the ground, and we were between renters so I was helping my Dad paint. As we went into the house I dropped the pen in the snow beside the car in plain view of where my dad would see it. This driveway we pulled into is lined up with the alley where said needles were found. As we exited the house my Dad spotted the needle and began to freak out. He said he was going to call the cops asnd get a DAMN ****ING CAMERA PUT UP ALREADY.. anyway, I walked over and picked it up infront of him, while he is FREAKING out, keep in mind this pen looks very life like with red ink in it, for all my Dad knows and thinks it is a real needle with some druggies blood. As he is yelling DROP IT DROP IT, I proceed to touch the end of it to my tongue, claiming "Yup that tastes like blood". I think my Dad was bout to have a heart attack as he just stood there pale white, jaw dropped. So I quickly began to explain what it was. It took a few minutes to sink in, I felt bad after, border line killed him
Thirdly this is short, he sold a friend of mine a car, (long story short he used to be in the car business, now does real estate but will use his dealers license to find deals for friends at auctions) she moved to Calgary for the summer. Nice car, everything worked fine. She got in an accident, some dumb ass jumped a meridian and rammed her. I was on the phone with my friends parents when they told me and my Dad was right beside me. He heard me gasp and asked what had hapened, he knew who I was on the phone with. I told my Dad that the steering wheel cut out and she couldn't turn so she had a head on with a truck on the free way. My Dad once again, turned pale, jaw dropped, "OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE" ... I let that one go on for about .2 seconds longer than the needle.
I am such an ass...
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