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I should have posted this on April Fool's Day, I suppose, but hey -- only 28 days late.

Have you ever scared a friend silly by dressing up in a sheet in the dead of night? Or has anyone played a spooky trick on you?

One night at school I accepted a dare to sleep in our dorm's"haunted bed" and was plagued throughout the night by a tapping noise inside the wall beside my head. It was probably pipes, but it stopped each time I opened my eyes and started again when I closed them. All night.

I could hear the other girls giggling so I'm not willing to conceded mystical activity in the slightest, but I've never figured out how they did it since it was pitch dark, and at from the angle I was lying at, no one would have been able to see whether my eyes were open or not.

What about you, any good stories?
 
When I was a student I shared a flat with a Welsh girl and her room had a skylight. Sometimes I used to scare her by staring up at the skylight and recoiling in horror as though there was something there.

After a few times I sneaked into her room and stuck a picture of a face onto the skylight, then did my staring at the skylight trick. She automatically looked up and nearly wet herself when she saw the face . . . I learnt lots of interesting Welsh swear words!

Carole
 
we decided to freak out a housemate once by making him think there was someone in his room when he returned home. To do this we built a 'guy' kinda thing out of clothes and balloons. The only drawback being that it looked like a load of clothes and some balloons rather than an unwelcome guest.

Its not freaky in the unexplained use of the word freaky but we also (on another occassion and to another housemate, same room though!) turned everything upside down. Hilarity ensued as you could well imagine.... :D
 
A good one for instilling paranoia in someone is to send them a fax from a neutral venue (ie a print shop, Post Ofice or anywhere offering fax facilities to the public). The fax should contain a photo of the intended victim, preferably a bad one, and the text should read along the lines of

"Apologies for bad picture - this was the best we could turn up. He is believed to be residing in (fill in area victim lives in). We are attempting to trace his fax number, and whether this a commercial or domestic fax machine. If the former, extreme caution is advised vis-a-vis potential witnesses. You will be contacted on completion of your task."

Had my old flat-mate hiding in the wardrobe for days, that one. He deserved it, BTW...
 
That's evil!

I think the worst thing I ever did was to go up to a friend who was *very* out of it on acid, and say "what are you doing in my dream?"

Messed him up for the entire night! That was many years ago, though. Obviously I'm older, wiser and kinder now...
 
The best practical joke I've heard is where a couple of blokes spent the weekend dismanteling a mini and re-assembling it in a courtyard whose only exit was a small doorway. Mind you this could be an urban myth :D
 
:eek!!!!: aaw, som of u r sooo evil!!
well, i did the most evil prank on a friend...
i paid an ugly she h8ted a tenner 2 ask her out...
ok, so dat aint evil...im 13, i have a lot more livin 2 do!
 
Orbyn said:
That's evil!

I think the worst thing I ever did was to go up to a friend who was *very* out of it on acid, and say "what are you doing in my dream?"

Messed him up for the entire night! That was many years ago, though. Obviously I'm older, wiser and kinder now...
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Things not to say to a person on acid:

"Is it just me, or is it getting hard to breath in here?"

"You know, if you think about it hard enough, you can make your heart stop."

"Now THAT'S the biggest spider I've ever seen."
 
Ogopogo said:
Things not to say to a person on acid:

"You know, if you think about it hard enough, you can make your heart stop."
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So true! I think on the same night, another friend convinced some other unwary tripper that they had taken special "government" acid which would bond with their DNA and make them get progressively higher until they died.

Now, <i>that</i>'s evil.

Also, don't animals seem weird when you're on acid*? I was never particularly prone to chemically-induced visions, but I remember being terrified of a friend's (very mild) Collie, because I could only see the "snarl" in him.

*Obviously I don't experiment any more, and am in no way advocating the use of illegal substances, etc. etc.
 
I nearly got hit by a car whilst on acid. That was probably the least funny thing that's ever happened to me:eek:

I gave the stuff up forever after that!

stu "clean these days, apart from cigars and beer" neville
 
I think I've mentioned this before, but it'll bear repeating here:

My university hall of residence had a narrow drive, with a one way system. There was just enough width to drive past parked cars.

One evening a crowd of blokes lifted a parked car and turned it through a right angle, completely blocking the drive! And there was nothing the poor owner could do unaided to move his car!
 
If someone goes away for a few days, soak their carpet with water and sprinkle cress seed all over it, a few days later, the whole carpet is a big lush carpet of cress.

For optimum results, make sure your victim is on acid when they discover it.

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pd
 
As a lad in Catholic school, I was required to stop work at twelve
midday and pray to a statue of Mary in the classroom. To emphasise
the solemnity of the Angelus, a little blue light was turned on in
front of the idol, presumably as a safe alternative to a candle.

I decided, for Freethinking reasons, to use the foil from my sandwiches
and a few spare match-heads, donated by a smoker, to replace the
bulb with a more spectacular display of lights.

The trial runs were certainly impressive and led to the need to replace
the fuse in the plug beneath the platform. The actual performance was
a bit of a damp squib, looking only as if the bulb had blown.

In revenge, I am sorry to say that the BVM had a blue plastic bag set
aflame on her head that afternoon. From that day on, I like to think
we were one of very few schools who prayed regularly to our very own
Black Virgin! :)
 
My neighbour has just taken up gardening, and bought himself a greenhouse and a little lemon tree to go in it. He checks the tree's progress each morning.

Last Wednesday, I snuck out in the dark and attached a plastic squeezy Jif lemon.
 
At St Mary's Hospital in Paddington in the late 1930's a group of students dismantled an Austin 7(?) and re-assembled it in one of the first floor operating theatres. I know this is often cast as an urban legend but my father was one of the culprits.
 
rynner said:
I think I've mentioned this before, but it'll bear repeating here:

My university hall of residence had a narrow drive, with a one way system. There was just enough width to drive past parked cars.

One evening a crowd of blokes lifted a parked car and turned it through a right angle, completely blocking the drive! And there was nothing the poor owner could do unaided to move his car!
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This must be more common than I thought!

One 'Mischeivous Night' myself and fellow pranksters lifted a mini over a low wall onto someones front lawn...:rolleyes:


...several years ago, a mate decided to hold a party in his shared house. It was a rockin' good night!
After much ale and dope, one of the guys fell into a deep state of unconsciousness on the carpet...
A particularly evil mate decided to pull a fast one...
He removed the poor guy's pants, produced a condom, spat in it, then gently pushed it slightly up the others anus with a pencil...:eek!!!!:

They left him to awake the next morning....Bast1ds!:D
 
David Raven said:
This must be more common than I thought!

One 'Mischeivous Night' myself and fellow pranksters lifted a mini over a low wall onto someones front lawn...:rolleyes:
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this is a commen one me and my friends enjoy a wild night now and again. and a bloke at the end of the street collects robin reliants. and everytime i go out with the lads they all end up back at mine, and on the way past we turn all his cars on there roofs. great fun. he must see the funny side of it, because he has never phoned the police.

there was one time when my brothersmate. got a mini metro, so we had to take the mickey, so he parked it outside our house and came in, so the lads and i picked it up and carried it down the street and put it in the river ( only shallow ) and the police thought it was funny having a go at us for stealing a car by picking it up and walking away.

the condom one is a good one too dave. ive done loads of the years. the best one's are the ones that cause trouble for lots of people. me and a friend once stole a load of road cones and signs. we just through them all in the back of a van and in the wee hours, closed the main road through our town, it made the local news and everything. i also have filled the local parks pond with rubber ducks.

but my all time fave was when i went missing for a week and when i got back the wife didnt want to know me. so when she finally forgave me she decided we needed to get our marrage vows renewed etc, at our first wedding we had a grand piano and i sang your song by Elton John to her infront of all the geusts, she loved it so i promised another song at our renewal. she was expecting something soppy and not kinky affro by the happy mondays.
 
you can have great fun with out of date milk and cars that dont belong to you. Especially if they have the windows left open :D :D :D
 
Thank you. :) It had to go somewhere...

Now I can set about finding a suitable avatar.


returns to lurk mode :D
 
I'd forgotten about this one...

When I was at college I knew a guy who was perfectly nice when sober, but also had a reputation for getting blind drunk, shouting random insults at people, becoming inappropriately intimate with uninterested women, and generally making an intense nuisance of himself.

Unwisely, we once invited him to a party in a remote rural area. We spent most of our time making apologies for him, but we managed to have some fun, and became friends with a group of (quite hard-looking) squaddies who were also there.

Our unfortunate friend had passed out by the time we decided to leave. We only managed to rouse him once, and even then he called each one of us four-letter names I shan't repeat here, but we had had enough. We asked the squaddies to take care of him, and made our way home.

Apparently, a few hours later, he awoke with one eyebrow shaved off, no clothes and full camouflage makeup to a smiling face which said, "Wake up, son -- you're in the Army now."
 
A mate of mine once told me that some bad lads at his school carried a teacher's little Messerschmidt three-wheeler car into the school, up some stairs, and left it on a landing.

I can remember a few good ones from when I was at college. One PE student came in drunk and was comatose in bed, so his "friends" carried him and the bed into the car park, and then arranged all the furniture from his room around him in exactly the same position as inside. It would've been much funnier if there'd been a handy graveyard nearby though.

There was another bloke, who was the college's answer to Rick from the Young Ones (every college in the 80s seemed to have one, as well as clones of Morrissey, Robert Smith and Ian McCulloch), who was plied with drink and lured back to halls of residence by two evil young ladies. He was undoubtably expecting some kind of naughty threesome action, so he was probably surprised to find himself ejected onto the lawn some time later, in full view of all the other hall blocks, stark naked, bound hand and foot and with a condom on his head! This was strongly rumoured at the time to be revenge for him exposing himself to one of the girls at a party, so it sounds as though it was deserved...
 
One of my weirder mates (nameless for now) boasts about his supposed incredable collection of internet porn from P2P engines and claims he has something about everything (which we hope isnt true), if you know what I mean and he claims that he hasnt even seen half of his 'collection'. We all think he is exagerating as he has never shown anyone to prove it.

He is also a news addict and has BBC News 24 on pretty much all day (weird - I did warn you).

Recently there was police raids across the country looking for kiddie porn and 2 of my other mates that live in the same block of flats as the weird one saw this on the news then snuck up to his flat door and started pounding on it with all their might and yelling "Police, open up"

They could hear him running around and swearing in panic, then a loud crash. They fell about laughing which gave the game away and caused the weird one to open his door.

In a panic driven effort to hide any evidence he had thrown his PC across the room.

As if that would have done any good.....:confused:

He doesnt speak to any of us now, which is a good thing IMO.
 
Chriswsm said:
In a panic driven effort to hide any evidence he had thrown his PC across the room.

As if that would have done any good.....:confused:
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True. I saw on TV once where a couple's home had burned down. Their computer was melted, but as they had important business records on it they took it to a 'disc doctor', who recovered practically everything from the HD.
 
Orbyn

They could have used a infra-red camera to see when you opened your eyes. (also I coulda sworn I posted on this thread back when, also I'm missing other posts?:confused: ?
 
About 12 years ago I had signed up to AOL Internet. One day I noticed that you could make up to 6 different email addresses. I made [email protected].

Anyway, from this address I sent an email to my friend, also on AOL, with the AOL logo at the top basically saying that he had broke the companies rules regarding downloading copyrighted material, and at the end of the month his subscription would be cancelled.

At the bottom of the email I had suggested ways he could speak to AOL about this. a phone number (a sex chat number) and replying to the email.

The next weekend he called around for an hour, and went into a rant about AOL. Basically, he had called the sex line number twice and had got a little cross, searched for AOL actual number, and given them a piece of his mind. The customer service rep told him that they had no record of his account being cancelled, and they had no idea where he had gotten a sex line number.

I thought it was funny.
 
You're evil, Chris.

:lol:
 
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