Prank


My earlier post about the leaking faucet reminded me of a prank my kids pulled on my wife many, many years back. Perhaps it'll inspire you to have some fun as well. Back then, our kitchen sink had a typical faucet, with a separate dish sprayer. My kids decided to place rubber bands around the thumb lever of the dish sprayer, so that it was continually on. When placed in the sink opening, it was almost impossible to notice the rubber bands.
The next morning, Mrs. Nonny went to the sink to fill the coffee maker, fliping on the cold water. Rather than running out the faucet, the water sprayed horizontally from the dish sprayer, hitting her in the face and chest. It was not something she expected or appreciated. Of course, both kids were grounded. . . and that lasted about 30 seconds.
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I did that to my mom back in the early 70's.
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Nonny wrote:

When I was in nursing school, living in a dorm, I played a trick on others in the dorm. Six or eight other students were in a room down the hall, playing pinochle with the door closed. It had been quite a while since anyone stirred up trouble, so I thought that I should. I got a bucket of water and a sheet of cardboard, lined the cardboard up against the opening under the door and poured water so it flowed down the cardboard onto the floor. I knew everyone usually was sitting on beds to play cards, so it was a while before I heard the reaction. It took quite a while for them to find me, but they did.
Then, there is saran wrap placed across the toilet bowl, under the seat. Or taking out dresser drawers, turning them upside-down, and stuffing everything back in. Last day of school...sterilize a new, stainless steel bedpan. While it is still hot, dump in a bunch of chocolate kisses, melt, stir a bit. Stick some tongue depressors in the chocolate and place the bedpan at the nurses desk to serve :o)
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Picture it - a family dinner - my brother:
Before the dinner he opened the box of paper cups. Carefully made some cuts in the bottom section. He put the cups back in the box so our mom didn't know what happened.
Cups were on the table and then filled with punch. While still on the table the punch stayed in the cups. People would take a full cup and walk around and shortly thereafter, the punch began to spill out the bottom.
He also was known for tossing our grandmother's watch into the toilet and flushing it down.
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Lisa BB. wrote:

A small company I worked for used those small plastic cups with a hard plastic holder for their coffee. People were supposed to drop a dime in another cup on the counter to pay for their coffee. The money started disappearing. Someone finally figured out that someone was sticking a cup in a holder, setting it on the counter, and filling up the money cup with coffee and walking away with it. They used a pin to make a hole in the bottom of the money cup, and followed the line of drips to discover the culprit.
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wrote:
My husband did one at college where he'd unscrew the shower head, stuff in one of those rootbeer barrel candies, and screw the shower head back on. Sometimes the next guy in the shower didn't notice until he was toweling off and the towel stuck to his back.
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Movie: Private Benjamin. RIT fabric dye in the shower head of the post Captain.
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Nonny wrote:

My oldest brothers alarm clock was set to a radio station and at full volume. He would take 5 minutes to actually shut it off or hit the sleep button. One morning I took my FM mike, tuned it to his favorite radio station, and clipped the antenna to the plumbing. Like normal his radio was blasting away and between commercials I turned on the FM mike. Then talking like they did on FM in the 80's, soft, smooth and mellow, I picked todays $1000 winner. Yes it was my brother. I ran the phone number passed real fast. I heard all kinds of noise and banging around from his bedroom. When he told us what happened and I explained my role, besides being pissed off, he said he got up and in his confusion ran into a brick wall looking for a pen to write down the phone number. ;-) 35 years later he still tells people that story, and well I suppose I do also.
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Imagine a small country town with a local radio station. At Noon each day, the announcer would dial a number and ask a Noon Time Quiz question to some random soul. The prize was usually a $5 gift certificate etc. My buddy's father had a law practice over a store on the town square and the window overlooked a telephone booth. My buddy and I hung around the office until the father left for lunch, then commandeered the window and his telephone. Around Noon, we waited until some poor, dumb-looking, soul would be near the phone booth, then make our own Noon Time Quiz call to the pay phone. The victim answered, as we had hoped. I asked some really easy question and the target would hopefully give the correct answer. Regardless, he would WIN and WIN BIG.
The prize was a 15 minute shopping spree at the grocery store across the square: and A&P. The directions were simple. When he hung up the telephone, the 15 minute shopping spree would begin. He was to run across the town square and directly into the grocery store. He was to shout out to all that he'd just won the Noon Time Quiz. He had the remaining time to fill as many baskets as he could with groceries and all the groceries that he could get out the front door and onto the sidewalk by the time his 15 minutes had expired were his to keep. If someone tried to stop him, he should just tell them he'd won the Noon Time Quiz.
We then sat in the window watching as some poor soul would go running across the square, shouting out that he'd won. He'd then race into the grocery store and people would start to gather outside. Within 5-10 minutes, the police would arrive, usually after the first of several carts full of meat and produce would be pushed out the door to the sidewalk.
OB repair: when the person finished, there was a need to repair the screen door on the grocery store.
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Nonny wrote:

Good one! A bit risky if the police and store manager weren't so understanding.
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Nonny wrote:

I put an exploding load in what I thought were my brother's smokes. My brother walked by holding his pack and I realized that it was my father's cigarettes I had booby trapped. I started tearing cancer sticks apart trying to find the smokers surprise when my pop (no pun) walked by and snatched the pack away from me while heading for his recliner. A short time later I heard the sound I feared which was the very cigarette he picked blowing up in his mouth. The language he yelled was that which he used when he was a sergeant in the army. It was so funny, he couldn't do anything to me.
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After a few too many caused the members of our camping party to sleep rather well one night, I spread black ash from the campfire on everybody's face, including mine, but not on the one member of our party who was notorious for pulling pranks on our crew.
His protests the next morning were not believed.
I hope none of them read this NG!
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