Funniest comic prank??
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After a, shall we say, interesting night in my halls last night, I got thinking about comedy pranks, just wondering if any of you guys have any comic anecdotes and classic stories of the pranks you have carried out, or worse been a victim of!!
Heres the one from last night:
A bloke was drunk, so they emptied his room out while he was asleep and I mean every single thing down to the plants, table lights etc etc. They replaced each item with a full waste bin in his room and took all his stuff to another corridor 3 floors away!!!
So he woke up in the morning with a room full of rubbish and no clothes!!!
Heres the one from last night:
A bloke was drunk, so they emptied his room out while he was asleep and I mean every single thing down to the plants, table lights etc etc. They replaced each item with a full waste bin in his room and took all his stuff to another corridor 3 floors away!!!
So he woke up in the morning with a room full of rubbish and no clothes!!!
things don't change much ....
At Uni - after a series of escalating tit-for-tat jokes we totally emptied a guys room , left a cryptic paper trail which took him hours to follow round the college grounds and orchard -
he eventually found his entire bedroom reconstructed in one of the College courtyards.
>> Edited by alfaman on Tuesday 7th December 20:36
At Uni - after a series of escalating tit-for-tat jokes we totally emptied a guys room , left a cryptic paper trail which took him hours to follow round the college grounds and orchard -
he eventually found his entire bedroom reconstructed in one of the College courtyards.
>> Edited by alfaman on Tuesday 7th December 20:36
An acquaintance of mine at Uni (he was more my mate's friend who I met a few times, but if I said "a friend of a friend" then you wouldn't believe me even though it's true) had a revenge joke played on him.
They got a container of talcum powder and a hair dryer and literally blew the entire container under his door.
Apparantly it went absolutely everywhere and he was still finding the stuff almost a year later.
>> Edited by JonRB on Tuesday 7th December 21:22
They got a container of talcum powder and a hair dryer and literally blew the entire container under his door.
Apparantly it went absolutely everywhere and he was still finding the stuff almost a year later.
>> Edited by JonRB on Tuesday 7th December 21:22
Get loads of plastic cups from a water cooler 
staple them together into a huge honeycomb over someones floor and then fill them all with water and watch them try and get it out of their room without spilling litres of water everywhere. You could add lots of sugar to the water to maximise the inconvenience of the spill 
staple them together into a huge honeycomb over someones floor and then fill them all with water and watch them try and get it out of their room without spilling litres of water everywhere. You could add lots of sugar to the water to maximise the inconvenience of the spill JonRB said:
They got a container of talcum powder and a hair dryer and literally blew the entire container under his door.
Apparantly it went absolutely everywhere and he was still finding the stuff almost a year later.
It works better in foreign hotel rooms which have roof fans.
I imagine
Before leaving our halls of residence in the first year, on the last day, we took a screwdriver to the numberplates on the doors, changing them all round, and swapped all the cards on the in-room telephones around, so not only would the new residents find their keys would work in other housemates doors, but when someone phoned in someone else would get woken up by the ear-piercing ringtone these phones had
don't go near the roped off square I've told this story before on here but...
There was a guy in a wee group of friends who was over-the-top homophobic. He was always looking for the slightest sign that people around him were gay and he would gabber on endlessly about how it was all wrong and dirty etc etc - how gays should be strung up and tortured, gawd it was boring. The more he drank the louder and more violent his witterings became.
He also had a tendency to drink himself into a stupor and had to be carried home unconscious.
One night he was convinced that a guy was watching him and making eyes at him. Eventually he fell asleep pissed. He was carried to the beach where his trousers were pulled down and one of the group gave him a "full run-up and swing" boot right up the backside.
He woke up in the morning on a deserted beach with his trousers round his ankles, and a really sore arse.
He never said anything about it but he never mentioned gays again, ever. He never got pissed again either...
There was a guy in a wee group of friends who was over-the-top homophobic. He was always looking for the slightest sign that people around him were gay and he would gabber on endlessly about how it was all wrong and dirty etc etc - how gays should be strung up and tortured, gawd it was boring. The more he drank the louder and more violent his witterings became.
He also had a tendency to drink himself into a stupor and had to be carried home unconscious.
One night he was convinced that a guy was watching him and making eyes at him. Eventually he fell asleep pissed. He was carried to the beach where his trousers were pulled down and one of the group gave him a "full run-up and swing" boot right up the backside.
He woke up in the morning on a deserted beach with his trousers round his ankles, and a really sore arse.
He never said anything about it but he never mentioned gays again, ever. He never got pissed again either...
Best way to wind up a drunk homophobic mate is to wait till they pass out, mix flour and water to make a paste, put a teaspoons worth into a condom, onto the end of a broom handle, bit of lubricant, a bit of dutch courage and position the condom where the sun don't shine.
Oh, and set up a webcam for the look on their face when they realise....
Oh, and set up a webcam for the look on their face when they realise....
I think I may have told this one before, but here goes...
When I was at prep school, two of the teachers had a bit of a feud going. Notable pranks included ping-pong balls in the tunnels of the school model railway (one of the teachers was in charge of it), countered by the other's bicycle being hoisted up the school flagpole, countered by the piece de resistance...
The recipient of the final prank owned a Bond Bug. With the help of some of the boarders, the Bug was physically picked up and moved into the foyer of the dining hall abd obscured by portable screens.
Where the car had been, they put a model of a Bug with a note saying "we washed it for you, and it shrunk".
The funniest thing is that the headmaster walked straight past the real car on his way into the dining hall, but didn't notice it due to the screens.
I never did find out what happened after that - it all seemed to die down. I strongly suspect the headmaster found out and had "words" with the two teachers and I moved up to the senior school at the end of that year, so never heard any more about it.
When I was at prep school, two of the teachers had a bit of a feud going. Notable pranks included ping-pong balls in the tunnels of the school model railway (one of the teachers was in charge of it), countered by the other's bicycle being hoisted up the school flagpole, countered by the piece de resistance...
The recipient of the final prank owned a Bond Bug. With the help of some of the boarders, the Bug was physically picked up and moved into the foyer of the dining hall abd obscured by portable screens.
Where the car had been, they put a model of a Bug with a note saying "we washed it for you, and it shrunk".
The funniest thing is that the headmaster walked straight past the real car on his way into the dining hall, but didn't notice it due to the screens.
I never did find out what happened after that - it all seemed to die down. I strongly suspect the headmaster found out and had "words" with the two teachers and I moved up to the senior school at the end of that year, so never heard any more about it.
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