As promised, we are holding the GREAT Kindle giveaway to celebrate the release of my book, “Prank Wars” through Amazon!
My judges for the prank war contest are well-qualified. Vanessa, Larissa, and Erika—don’t you love how their names all end with an [a]? Back in the day (yes, I said ‘back in the day’), they were our fearless generals who led the pranks in our apartment complex to sure victory.
Vanessa is a prankster who flies under the radar. Remaining anonymous is her greatest weapon. While other people get the blame for her covert ops, she continues under the anonymity of her cover by filling about 900 Dixie cups full of water to block bedroom doors, and crushing newspapers to make paper mâché to block front room doors.” All I can say is…seriously? That was YOU Vanessa! See her blog. Click here for her blog
Larissa is the queen of anbesol—you know that stuff that numbs your mouth? She put it on chapstick, toothbrushes, and around the rim of milk jugs. She is also known to go undercover as a crazy stalker, writing clever poems to her favorite guy friends, declaring her ‘stalkerish’ love for them. Her many exploits did not escape retribution, however, and at times she would be mummified by toilet paper on her way home from school. Click here for her blog.
Erika (whom we sometimes refer to as the stealth bomber), is the author of such pranks as dipping cottonballs in chocolate and adding them to a plate of real chocolates, toilet-papering her victim’s homes while they sat there, built a cinderblock barricade in front of an apartment door (made sure there were no finals that morning), and turned a black firebird into a very cute Care Bear cloud car. Click here for her blog.
The Rules are simple. Write your favorite prank (one that you did or was done to you) under comments in this blog, Keep it short to a few sentences or a short paragraph (this is not an essay contest), but make us giggle. You can enter multiple times BUT you must separate your entries as a separate comment with just ONE prank each. Anyone can enter and have a chance to win—my best friends, my worst enemies, my family, my writing friends, strangers, my exes, former roommates, anyone! So go for it! We reserve the right to delete the comment if the prank pushes the bounds of legality and/ or is just plain bullying. As we all know, pranks are silly things you do to your friends to get them to laugh, so that your friends know you love them (so make sure your pranks fall under that category)!
The deadline for the contest ends February 5th at midnight, and we will announce the winner of the contest the morning of February 14th (the day my book “Prank Wars” comes out)!
The winner will win a kindle. This one: Click here to see it
This will come with a free download of my book, “Prank Wars!”
Good luck! And may the games begin!
in high school, we would go and switch the letters around spelling out “N O E L” in a neighbor’s yard to read “LEON” instead. Every time I see the word Noel, I still laugh!
while my little brother was sleeping i would paint his nail with sparkly hot pink nail polish and he sometimes went to school with them done.
individually giftwraped coworkers desk, chair, computer sheen, computer tower, keyboard, and the mouse for Christmas
When my son was very young and the rubric’s cube was all the rage, he decided to unpeel the rubic’s cube coloured stickers and move them around … we had the solution to the cube, but just couldn’t figure out why it wouldn’t work … until we saw the boy giggling his brains out! LOL.
Don’t know if this counts as it was done to my mom by my dad. I was very small but dad let me in on the secret, I guess so that I could appreciate her angst. She was expecting a car for Christmas (anything but green and anything but a Chevy, she said.) We only had one and with three small children Momma really needed transportation. On Christmas morning, Dad gave her a nicely wrapped shirt box. She opened it. It was empty. As the tears welled up, Dad told her to look at the lid. Taped to the underside of the top of the box was an envelope. And in the envelope, a key to the garage. And what was in the garage? You got it. A green Chevy. She was thrilled.
On an adult singles cruise, some girls convinced my friends to let them apply a “protective” clear nail polish in the morning. Later, when we went out into the sun, the (what we now know to be Del Sol hypercolor) nail polish changed colors to a bright pink.
We taped garbage bags up to my college neighbors’ front door, only applying the tape to the sides and bottom, and leaving a small opening at the top. Then we poured a couple huge Costco bags of popcorn into the gap between door and bags. When they opened the door, all the popcorn fell in on them.
They retaliated by finding a bagpiper to be our alarm clock at 5 am the next Saturday.
We stopped pranking them after that; sleep is too precious.
Already, I’m loving these pranks! Our judges have their work cut out for them!
All my best pranks were also performed “back in the day” when I lived in Provo. One April Fool’s I tricked my improv group into thinking BYUSA had revoked our club’s charter due to complaints of discrimination, inappropriate jokes, and letting guys with beards perform with us. It’s totally believable that BYUSA would do something like this, so the prank worked perfectly. I kept the group hanging for about 5 days before letting them in on the joke.
If this WERE an essay contest, I would direct you to the full version of the prank here:
http://jeffinharlem.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-april-fools.html
But it’s not an essay contest, so I won’t.
We played a lot of pranks in the dorms during my freshman year at BYU. The most fun and elaborate prank we ever pulled off was at the expense of my next-door neighbor, Josh. Josh was an affable but spacey guy, and a very sound sleeper. One night he fell asleep early, like 8:30-ish. He was ripe for the pranking. We got everyone who was around on the floor to play along to make Josh think it was the following morning. We all changed our clocks to the time Josh’s alarm was set for.
Josh’s alarm went off, and he groggily emerged into the hallway, where he saw guys in robes and pajamas. He made his way to the communal bathroom, where other guys were shaving or brushing their teeth and some were coming out of the shower. Josh got himself ready, grabbed his backpack and his bike and headed out for his 8AM class–at about 10PM. I’m not sure how far he got before he figured out what time it really was, but he came back and congratulated us on an awesome prank. (Told you he was affable.)
(Luckily I’m old enough to have started college in the days before cell phones were ubiquitous. This prank probably couldn’t be recreated today.)
Our friend left town for Vegas, so we staged his room to look like he had had a wild night. Empty champagne glasses with olive oil residue, a garter hanging from the ceiling fan, rose petals everywhere, candles burnt down to the end of the wick, latex gloves, etc. etc. etc. And then we took pictures.
One time we switched out my brothers pepsi for olive juice and put it back on the counter where he set it.
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I was in 6th grade and there were 2 boys that were always mean to my friends and I. So we decided to make them a fun cupcake. We made the batter out of everything gross you can imagine including exlax. We put a piece of bread on top to make it look real. Then we made a nice crisco frosting. The boys were so excited we had made them something. That is until they ate it. It took only one bite and by then we were running to our bus. Needless to say none of the boys in 6th grade ever accepted anything from us again.
My friends and I once soaked tampons with water and threw them on a guys car. They stuck really well. Only we got caught when his automatic sprinklers came on we were chased by a bunch of guys. We almost got away if it wasn’t for my friend spraining her ankle.
This prank was done with words not hidden actions. My husband is not very sport savvy. One night while talking with family the sugar bowl came up. He started saying funny things about sports when i chimed in telling him that it was a rodeo! He totally believed it for about 10-15 min until i couldn’t hold back the laughter any longer!
My friends and I once soaked tampons with water and threw them on a guys car. They stuck really well. Only we got caught when his automatic sprinklers came on we were chased by a bunch of guys. We almost got away if it wasn’t for my friend spraining her ankle. When the guys caught us they actually complimented us on almost not getting caught.
Our family came home from a long trip and my sisters and I found everything in our rooms upside down. It was crazy our mattresses, chest of drawers, desks. It was such a mess. We had recieved retaliation from one of the pranks we had pulled earlier.
I stayed over at my neighbors one night, because me parents were out of town. I woke up and went into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and felt something wasnt right. They had put vasoline all over the toilet. Man was it sticky. To this day I always check when I am at their house.
When we were newly married, my husband and our friend Rob went to the store to get stuff for dinner. Rob put a box of nursing pads in the cart to embarrass my husband Scott when he got to the checkout counter. Well Scott didn’t notice, so he spent $10 on them, and was dumbfounded when I unpacked the bags. To retaliate, the next week for Christmas I wrapped the nursing pads and a box of Milk Duds for Rob. He was thoroughly embarrassed opening his gift in front of his new wife and family.
My roommates and I battled in several prank wars. We had the upper hand since our foes’ apartments’ entry points were… easily compromised let’s say. We were pretty cocky about the security of our apartment, which we knew would only increase the severity of their attack if successful. They did eventually succeed and here’s what happened:
While casually hanging out at our apartment (yes, we were fraternizing with the enemy), Kristy managed to crack our kitchen window open the tiniest amount to disengage the lock. Later that night we made our second mistake by all going to an activity at the same time, leaving our territory unguarded. We returned too late and found our apartment transformed into the Pretty Princess Tea Party. Our floors were blanketed with paper punched dots. Hundreds of paper hearts (cut out by elementary school child laborers) were strung from wall to wall and taped to everything in sight. Our kitchen table was set with princess tea cups, saucers, and utensils. Our bathroom was filled with pretty princess soap, hair and tooth brushes, makeup mirrors and blow dryers. We each had a princess doll on our pillow. They even replaced our calendar with one depicting pink flowers. It was impressive how comprehensive their attack was.
Their one downfall, though, was hiring outside help. BYU rules wouldn’t allow them into our bathroom or bedrooms so they conspired with our friend Mike. Unfortunately for them, he double-crossed them and attacked their apartment while they were busy at ours.
But admittedly, they won the war.
Such impressive pranking skills didn’t go without notice though and this story’s happy ending was that the prankster and I got married.
You can see the pictures here:
http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150555525388469.410278.703558468&type=1&l=6bdb95d924
When I was in college a group of guys took us on a creative date. They took us to the cemetery in the dark of the night. It was an old cemetery in Ephraim Utah. They told us they had a special grave they wanted to show us. as we stood around the sight they told a scarey story about the person buried. As they were finishing up the ground began to move and a person started coming out of the ground. Needless to say they got the reaction they needed as all us girls ran through the cemetery screaming.
For my 17th birthday two guy friends of mine came by bearing gifts. i thought it was so thoughtful and they received many thank yous. Until i heard the rest of the story. my beautiful flowers had been stolen from the local cemetery. My delicious cake was made of a piece of foam. As I tried to cut a piece for each of them I became quite confused since the cake wouldn’t cut. They had a great laugh.
my room mates and I took pictures from our ward directory of a bunch of guys faces and pasted them to the bodies of models from a bridal catalog. We then posted them all around the men and women’s apartments. They looked so dainty!
I knew my step mom was about to wash the dishes, so I put a rubber band on the spray nosel. My dad was in on it, so when she turned the faucet on, water went everywhere because the tube went out of control. We laughed as my step mom screamed with rage. We got in trouble, but it sure was fun seeing her red faced and sopping wet.
Scratched** not “orchestrated” HAHA, autocorrect!!
Sorry the above comment was for my last post. spray nozzle***** lol my phones auto correct is embarrassing me.
I can’t recall why, but one night I was thoroughly annoyed with my younger brother. I put itching powder on toilet paper in his bathroom. He orchestrated his butt all morning until he took a shower. He was dumbfounded everytime he caught me laughing at him scratching his but.
Scratched*** not “orchestrated” haha!!
I was pregnant with my son. It was April fools day. My coworkers bought a whole bunch of pregnancy tests for me to use. They in turn gave them to their husbands and boyfriends. Fooled them all!
I was boating with friends. We docked on a beach, and took turns tubing, water skiing etc. One of my friends had been laying on his towel in the sand. When it was his turn to go on the boat, I dug a hole underneath his towel. I recovered the hole with his towel. I almost gave it away when he came back and I couldn’t stop giggling. I laughed even harder when he sat down on the towel, letting out a yelp as his feet flew over his head. Priceless!!!
My dad had been irritating me, so I put baby desitin underneath the handle of his truck door. When he went to get in, he used so much force, that when his hand slipped he actually fell over. Once he stopped yelling at me and we just looked at eachother, he finally found the humor in it. We laughed so hard.
I actually put a whoopie cushion underneath my friend during conference. The people in front of us couldn’t stop laughing… nor could I. I realize that isn’t exactly appropriate for church, but I was young.
one year at girls camp, we put an extra large smiley face thong with our camp leader’s name on it in the lost and found pile…..
Stephanie, remember that one year at girls camp where you made up a strange bird creature? You made us dress in funky gear and told us to make weird bird noises?? I wish I could remember the name!! You kept pointing saying ” there it is!” You’d ruffle our hair saying it flew right by us… Bang logs together. All of course happened in the dark and terrified us. Haha!
Snipe hunting, Danielle! And yeah, THAT was funny! You girls were so adorable though when you were hunting for them!
I had been complaining to a friend of mine that my family hadn’t put any Christmas lights up that year. So while I was away on summer vaction she decked out my house with Christmas lights , glitter-light reindeer, creepy one eyed Santa’s and a snowman with a nose problem ..in August. With the prase, “beggers can’t be choosers” forked into my lawn. that was awesome. I got her back though, I ended up sprinkling dehydrated potatoes all over her lawn right before her sprinklers went off. What can I say, I’m an Idaho girl.
Most of my pranks involve theatrical performances. My favorite was when I was called last-minute to play a chubby princess. I arrived after the show had started and the stage manager threw me into the fat suit and make-up while everyone else was onstage. Consequently, no one knew I would be playing the part. When I arrived onstage, the shock of seeing me in this costume, strutting with all confidence was too much for them to take. As one, the entire cast turned their backs to the audience and cracked up for at least thirty seconds. It was awesome!!
In college, I had a boyfriend who “dry walled” our apartment’s front door. He had nailed a big piece of drywall to the outside, filled the crack between the door and the drywall with popped popcorn, and you can imagine what happened when we opened the door to leave for class. Out dumps the popcorn all over the floor my roommates and I didn’t know what we’d do to get out! (Push the dry wall – hard! Duh!) On the drywall was written an invitation to a dance. Fun prank – not so fun mess to clean up!
Growing up I was super obsessed with Harry Potter (Okay, I still am). My birthday is at the end of March and so on the April 1st right after my eleventh birthday, my parents thought it would be funny to give me a fake letter to Hogwarts. It was on parchment paper, in green ink and written out just like Harry’s. I was SOOO excited, dancing around, hoping I would be sorted in Ravenclaw, wondering what I would name my owl, when I realized my letter had a Post Script that read, “Happy April Fools Day!” I was furious at my parents for years. But now that I look back, I realize I probably would have done the same thing!
My teacher actually told me that he and his compainions did this on their mission.
So,a greeny has just transfered in. He’s young, this is his first area and most improtantly he’s in a completely different county. (India) so of course they, like the friendly mission compainsions that they were, decided that it would be funny to “initiate” him into mission life. And how better to do this than with a little, get to know you prank. The prank would be to convince the guy (let’s call him….John) that he had developed an incurable sickness. But how to do it? First they would need to give the sickness a name. Loquacity . (yeah, he was kind of chatty) Then they actually made a “website” that explained what Loquacity was, the symptoms, and how to cure it. The whole shebang. (man I love wiki) And then oh so subtly mention that the disease “Loquacity” was beginning to spread on in India; and that if he started getting hot and cold flashes followed by fierce nausea, he should talk to the mission president incase it go any worse. But you would know without a shadow of doubt that you had contracted a disease when your poop turned green. To make John think that he was experiencing hot and cold flashes, they just fiddled around with the air conditioning and heater for a while. The nausea was the easiest part, they just had “Hank” cook dinner one night (what ever you do, do NOT eat the chicken) and finally….the feces. So, one of the Elders takes some kind of medicine that, for what ever reason, results in…irregular coloring. So, he’d just place some of the crushed up medicine in his meal , and prestp, instant panic. From what I heard, It was SO funny. The guy completely flipped.
My four children have an aversion to flushing the toilet. It drives my husband absolutely crazy! He started telling them if he ever found poop in the toilet again he would feed it to them for dinner. The kids laughed and laughed. Around Halloween one year he made good on his promise. He slightly melted Rolos and tootsie rolls, then molded them together into the perfect “poop”. Set them in a clear glass bowl filled with lemonade. The best part was the presentation. He set it on the kitchen table with a pretty towel over the top. He then happily called all the kids into the kitchen for a special surprise! Everyone was giggling with excitement! With the kids all sitting anxiously around the table he quickly pulled the towel off the toilet treat! The kids all screamed in horror! “NO dad, NO! We’re sorry!” Then my husband picked up a log and chewed off a bite, telling them, “it’s not so bad, I warned you”! Our son gagged and ran out of the room! Another son slunk down in his chair and disappeared under the table. The girls just kept shrieking. The joke was up when mommy was offered a bite and took it without hesitation! It only lasted a couple minutes, but it is still the most talked about prank EVER!…and the kids flushed…for a couple days.
My son-in-law loves sushi. One year on April Fool’s Day my daughter told him she was making sushi for him that evening. We found a recipe for ‘fake’ sushi using a gummy worm for the center of rice krispie treats wrapped around the gummy worm and finally a fruit roll-up covering the roll. Then it was cut into slices to serve. He was quite disappointed as he was looking forward to homemake sushi.
Some friends (girls) invited my bud and I over to watch a movie. While there a gang of about ten guys or so all wearing pantyhose over their heads burst out of the back room. They swiftly then wrapped our arms and legs with duck tape and put beanies over our heads. They threw us into a big van and proceeded to drive around town to disorient us. The van eventually stopped and we were carried into a shed where we were placed on two chairs, a bright light shining on us, fog machine going on behind us, two guys standing behind us, and a small TV and camera in the corner. One of the guys turned on the TV to reveal a clay version of the Jigsaw head from the Saw movies. “Do you want to play a game?” We were then put through rigorous test such as multiplication tables while our hands were duck taped together, a race while still duck taped, and numerous trivia questions. All of which had punishments affixed to them for the loser of the contest or wrong answers given, examples being fingers dipped in honey, whole bananas stuffed in our mouths, and whip cream smeared on our faces. At the end they carried us out past a crowd of 20 or so that had been watching us from the outside. They dropped us off at my fellow kidnappe’s house on his couch and drove off after awarding us with custom made shirts celebrating our going through it all with good humor for the most part.
So my boss’s friend had just purchased a new car. It was a sexy black ‘stang. Now, I love a nice mustang as much as the next person, but his constant bragging was getting annoying. So finally my boss ended up stealing the hubcaps off of his friend’s mustang. Two weeks went by without either him, or I saying anything. We wanted to give him back his hubcaps, be we needed a funny way to do it. And then opportunity presented itself. This year for work we were going to have a white elephant gift exchange. We ended up elaborately wrapping the hubcaps and useing them as our gifts. The face of the guy who opened the box with the hubcaps was priceless. Once the other partiers realized what we had done, they all decided that the hubcaps were the best gift—and got immense enjoyment playing “keep the hubcaps away from Tyson”. For a while there it looked like Tyson would never get his Hubcaps back. But in the end, one of the guys finally let up, and switched gifts.
Oh boy, you’re making it difficult for our judges. This is crazy stuff! I’m excited to see what they choose as the winner!
My roommate and I went shopping with another roommate and because she wasn’t very aware most of the time what she was paying for or seemed to even care most of the time, we decided to pull a “funny”. When she wasn’t looking, or when the other one of us would distract her, we would put all sorts of embarrassing items in her shopping cart, like, pregnancy test, douches, condoms, adult diapers, the list went on as you can imagine. The most amazing part of it is, she paid for the whole cart, without paying attention to anything she was buying (she came from a very well off family) and we drove home. My roommate and I went to our room and a few moments later, it was clear she started to unpack her grocery sacks! So she went back to the store to return all the embarrassing items and I don’t think she spoke to us for a day or two, but we sure got a kick out of it! (Hi Stephanie, this was written by Ann (Reeder) Davis. Sure do enjoy your books! Keep ‘em coming!)
My first summer at Girls’ camp was torture, but it taught me an important lesson, so that the following year I was prepared with “protection” for other first-timers. I brought a bunch of those little locks that you get out of a quarter-machine and then set up a lock-bootlegging operation in my tent. My tentmates would bring girls in where I would tell them my harrowing story and then proceed to offer them a lock for as much candy as I could extort! The girls then gave me the candy and I gave them the lock and–ONE key. But I kept the other key for myself (unbeknownst to them, of course) to use on the rest of their stuff later. Some may still think I didn’t really learn my lesson…
My kids LOVE to scare me when they get home from school. (Mostly they like to hide in the yard somewhere until I get nervous and call the school to see where they are). I wanted to get them back so when my sister came for a visit during school hours, I told her my plight and had her hide in the mudroom where the boys put their backpacks after school (with the lights off). When my 7-year-old got home, I greeted him from farther down the hallway, and told him to put his stuff away (thus taking him off-guard). He then threw his backpack in the dark room, only to hear a creepy voice whisper, “Hey little boy!” He must have been in immediate shock because it took him a full ten seconds to say ANYTHING and when he opened his mouth, all that came out was a long loud moan that echoed through the entire house and lasted even until after my sister had revealed who she was. (I felt a tiny bit bad) Needless to say, however, it only made my boys even more determined to pull more pranks on me!
In college, I had the good fortune of living with my older sister though somehow we ended up in seperate rooms. Like any little sister, I couldn’t stand not being in on the action in her room, so I decided to be a part of it whether she wanted me to or not! Every night I would say good night and then leave the room. And sometimes I’d be back! I was always careful to leave the door to their room open, and ask politely if she wanted the lights out. Then when the evening was right, I would strike! After they started talking, I would slide carefully into the room (many times covering the computer in the hallway with a blanket first so the the light wouldn’t give me away). Then I would lie down on the floor in between the beds and just wait. Sometimes I’d wait for them to start laughing at a joke and then I’d be the creepy 3rd voice that chuckled too, and sometimes I would eavesdrop all the way until the end when they told each other good night and then I would hiss, “Good night.” I got the same reaction every time: usually my sister’s roommate would freeze into silence and then she’d start cursing my stupidity (genius) I’d get a barrage of pillows thrown at me with the command to “get ou!.” It was always very encouraging.
*get out” (oops!)
When I was in my first year of college, we had a hideous poster of MC Hammer in our closet that our FHE brothers had given us as the original prank (no, MC Hammer was, like, 10 years before my time). When our, uh, mature and more serious-minded roommate was gone at classes for the day, my other roommate and I taped the poster on the ceiling above her bed. When she got home, she went straight to her room to “relax.” We held our breath but it didn’t take more than 5 minutes to hear her reaction–a high-pitched scream! She told us later she actually thought it was a real live man staring down at her, so it ended up being even better than we’d planned!
My husband once sent a letter to my brother, John, pretending to be a preacher who specialized in preaching temperance and especially against the evils of drinking. In the letter, he then described his colleague, a man who sat on stage, burping and scratching himself, and mumbling, and basically exhibiting the signs of over-intoxication. He then informed John that the man had died and a mutual friend had suggested he would serve as a suitable replacement…
In high school, I spent every weekend playing pranks on people. One of my favorites was saran wrapping a boys car with a giant roll of moving saran wrap. We went around the front and back of the car and then the top to bottom. Then we put duct tape around the saran wrap. It was probably one of our best pranks, and so much fun.
One beautiful morning, I woke up and went to the kitchen to eat some toast. My incredibly crazy roommate was sitting at the table, and appeared to be talking to her Rice Crispies. She muttered the appropriate greetings and mandatory social replies. Then the discussion got a little heated. Something about the presidential campaign. My roommate, who obviously was pro-world-peace, stood up and slammed the bowl of tiny, little helpless rice-like creatures onto the ground. My first instinct as a poor college student eating a plain piece of wheat toast was to dart to the ground and start to pick up the pieces that were silently screaming snap, crackle, pop. Suddenly, a hand grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back up. I stared in fear at my roommate who quietly said, “No. No, I want to watch them suffer.”
I didn’t sleep that night.
But my roommate did. And while she slept hugging the cereal box, she muttered in her sleep, “Man, we got her GOOD.”
What shenanigans! Haha, and Carissa? Was that roommate you?
Well the first one is one that was played on us. It was my second year of Girl’s Camp and my first Girl’s Camp in Belgium (I was a military brat), and there were very few (maybe 2) people there that could speak both languages, so my sister and I were on our own. Then after we had lights out in our tents, someone started running around and screaming, saying that one of the leader’s daughters had been kidnapped! Then there was a phone call saying that in order to get her back we had to walk down this trail in the dark (all of us, of course). So, we went and found the daughter, with her dad. It was supposed to be a Walk of Faith. But, instead it was a huge prank!
One of my favorite pranks was when I was a Senior in High School and one of my friends worked at Albertson’s. We went in and talked to him and asked for his keys. He refused to give them to me, so we went out and checked his car door and it was unlocked! Crazy boy! So, we knocked it into neutral (it was a stick), and rolled it to the other side of the parking lot. There were some people in the parking lot that helped us too! I locked the doors for him, thinking it was dumb to leave it unlocked and went home. About an hour later I get a phone call from his mom asking if I can give him a ride home, since he locked his keys in the car! Ha! He kept his keys in the car! So, it turned into a double prank! Even better!
When my son was about eight, we were getting a a birthday cake ready for his dad. We went all out with the icing, lots of decorations. I (umm, I mean he, umm) decided it would be funny to make one section of the cake have play dough decorations. I (umm, I mean he) made sure one section only had them and I (umm, I mean he) made sure his dad got that piece of cake.
My baby brother had just turned 16 and got permission to drive my moms new car to school one day. Well I was off work with nothing to do so obviously I decided I had to prank him. I drove over to the school and left a note on the windshield for my brother which stated that I was a fellow student who drove my dad’s new Beamer to school and came out and found a dent and a big ol’ red paint park on her car (my moms car is red) and went on to explain that I would be contacting “my lawyer” and he could expect a call from them and from my Daddy.
I arrived home just minutes after my little brother got home from school that day and pulled up to find him eagerly searching under my moms car and all around the bumper for “dents” or anything. I kept a straight face and walked over to him to find him shaking with the note in his hand and he said: “You are not going to believe this”. We followed him inside where he began to share this mystery letter with all of us and for a moment I felt really bad because he looked like he might start convulsing and break down. He said “I know I didn’t hit anyone, I know I didn’t!” Then my DAD came out! Ahhhh Prank was over. (My Dad doesn’t do pranks he’s a little serious). That was my que. He had enough. I walked up to my little brother and hugged him and said “I wrote it”. hahahaha. He wouldn’t talk to me the rest of the day.
Good times
I work at a hotel and occasionally I will tell my co-workers who are on there way out for the day that we have about 4 clogged toilets that need to be taken care of before they leave……the look on their faces is priceless and every time they say “ok” and begin to walk back. I bust up laughing and tell them im kidding. Their faces brighten up after that. hahaha
I was nannying for a family back east and the family was expecting a new baby to be born and when the moment came I was to drive all the kids to the hospital an hour away to meet up with the parents and see the baby. Well the little girl I nannied fell asleep after school and when our pizza was delivered I went in to wake her up to come eat but my prankster inner self decided I couldn’t just wake her up for dinner. I gently woke her up and told her she was going to be late for her ride to school. She climbed out of bed and through some clothes on , we brushed her hair and grabbed her back pack and got her all ready then we rushed to the front of the house where her brothers were watching t.v and pizza. I let her rush outside while I stopped in the kitchen and she came back in with a puzzled look on her face and said wait a minute… She found out it was 7pm and not am and she started to cry. I felt bad, but later we laughed about it.
I say the part about the baby because we ended up having to drive to the hospital because it was time. So it was a good thing she got ready in a hurry hahaha
One year for halloween my mom and I crafted the gnarliest looking goul/witch thing with black material, black paint and random household items. In the end it was creepy beyond creep st. We then hung it on a cable that was going to allow this witch to swoop across the entire front yard on halloween night. Well a couple nights before halloween my brother was coming home late with a friend and we watched them walk down the street to my house while we sat on the roof with our little “friend”. When they both stepped up onto the porch we chucked the cabled creeper across the cable stretching the front yard, from the roof so It would hold it up while she swung right at the front door. They hurd a woosh sound turned to look up and saw this creepy creature flying straight at them (it even had glowing red eyes). They screamed like little girls and clawed at the front door trying to get in. It was priceless. The reveng was worth it since earlier that week my brother shot my eye with a blow gun. He got was he had coming. Dont mess with the Beckster. haha
My friends and I confiscated the only snowball in the valley. (St. George doesn’t get much snow). The four of us lifted this giant ball into my brothers little truck and took it home. We then assembled mini snow men out of the giant ball and lined them across the street with little arms and faces and everything. Then we sat on the curb to watch the cars. They all stopped looked for a way around kinda laughed and took a side street. One drove through them and then hit their brakes (luckily not a busy street) and backed up rolled the window down and asked “what the heck?” and drove off. After a while of these funny replies and our laughing at ourselves mostly we compliled these creatures back into one snowman all of us hopped into the truck we sped down the street and rammed him. Fun fun. Hours of fun out of one afternoon snow fall in sunny St. George. And to be honest. We were all 20 at the time.
I found a life like looking rubber snake one day and spent almost the entire work day freaking out my co-workers. I would stick it on office chairs and when the person pulled it out from under their desk, they would scream and instantly look at me. Hmmmm.
Imagine a life size cut-out of a man dressed in black advertising suntanning goggles, add a stocking cap to add a little three dimension. My brother-in-law puts the ”man” in my shower when we are gone for a nice surprise for my husband. My sister, passing through town, calls and asks if she could stop and take a shower even though we were not home. Of course I say yes, mi casa is su casa. So after she enters the empty house, goes into the bathroom, takes off her clothes, opens the shower curtain and, SURPRISE!
The ”man” was passed between houses for months.
My husband went skiing the day before we were to be married. He showed up at the rehearsal dinner on crutches, fake injury of course.
For april fools day in high school, my girlfriend and I made brownies with a little chocolate ex-lax for our favorite guy friends. We all still laugh about it 20 years later.
All the way to Disneyland we told my 4-year-old we were only going so we could drop off his cousins, then go home. I even made him hug his cousins goodbye right at the entrance. In case I sound too mean, my nephew was actually upset with my sister for not surprising him like that.
I had to go somewhere and called to ask my friend’s younger brother to help me out. Instead, her older brother picked up his phone, made a bunch of rude comments, and hung up the phone. When I got to their house, his mom told me what had happened, but that he locked himself in the bathroom and was taking a shower. I went straight to their kitchen and filled a tumbler with ice. I went to his bathroom, picked his lock, walked into the bathroom, and jumped on the toilet seat long enough to dump the ice on him. My only regret was that, because I didnt want to see anything, my eyes were closed and I dumped all the ice on his legs and feet. But the effect was the same; he didn’t talk to me for a week and never did anything like that again!
You guys make me laugh!