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Post by MiLo Duck on Apr 26, 2008 14:23:32 GMT -5
Of my prank call days when I was a kid this one worked the best. It was just before the advent of caller ID and all that so it worked even better.
Basically what we'd do is call random numbers and base what we were saying on the type of person who would answer. My turn came around, I dialed and got a teenage boy who by tone and what not struck me immediatelly as a kind of jerky jock type.
I immediatelly start telling him in a really pissed off tone "I heard what you've been saying about me punk!" He was shocked and trying to tell me he had no clue what I was talking about. Everytime he tried to figure out my identity I quickly told him "you know damn well who this is!". I then told him to look out his window and asked him if he saw the truck parked down the street. He confirmed a trucks presense and I told him I was waiting in the truck for him and he couldn't wait in there forever, and then hung up.
I know its awful, but that was just too perfect.
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Post by Loki on Apr 26, 2008 14:44:43 GMT -5
I used to dial random numbers pretending to work for a TV station, and I told those people they had been picked for a "play from home" game we'd have aired during a very well-known show. Some didn't buy into it, but I managed to convince an old woman she had won around 100.000$ (in 1993). After that I felt guilty and stopped making pranks shortly after though. But the one I'm really proud of was convincing my grandmother she had won brand new kitchen furniture after finding a coupon in a pack of toilet paper. There actually was a similar competition going on at that time, but I doubt the winning coupon was written with a black felt pen on a random piece of paper... but my grandmother was rather naive and gullible. I even had grandpa playing along with the prank, but we had to kill it when grandma had told to every single person in her neighbourhood about her luck... So they all were waiting for a huge truck to come in and deliver shiny new furniture
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Post by Tim on Apr 26, 2008 17:01:27 GMT -5
Of my prank call days when I was a kid this one worked the best. It was just before the advent of caller ID and all that so it worked even better. Basically what we'd do is call random numbers and base what we were saying on the type of person who would answer. My turn came around, I dialed and got a teenage boy who by tone and what not struck me immediatelly as a kind of jerky jock type. I immediatelly start telling him in a really pissed off tone "I heard what you've been saying about me punk!" He was shocked and trying to tell me he had no clue what I was talking about. Everytime he tried to figure out my identity I quickly told him "you know damn well who this is!". I then told him to look out his window and asked him if he saw the truck parked down the street. He confirmed a trucks presense and I told him I was waiting in the truck for him and he couldn't wait in there forever, and then hung up. I know its awful, but that was just too perfect. That is the greatest thing in the history of man.
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Post by DASH 243✅ on Apr 26, 2008 19:35:01 GMT -5
One time I filled one of those huge green garbage cans, and filled it full of water. I leaned it against the door of the jerk ass neighbor that kicked my dog rang the doorbell and ran like hell. JUSTICE!
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Post by Rorschach on Apr 26, 2008 20:03:04 GMT -5
You know.....no one ever pulls the classic "flaming dogpoo in a brown paper bag on the doorstep" anymore.
Logically, I wonder if that prank has ever, since the first time it was pulled, worked like it was supposed to.
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Post by trixiedust on Apr 26, 2008 20:22:50 GMT -5
My neighbor two doors down was stoning my pregnant cat when she'd walk into her backyard. WTF, why would somebody do that to a defenseless cat, nice job with the shrimp though. Because she's an inhuman bitch? Thanks, it was inspired and at least twice a week there was something to laugh over.
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Grendel
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Post by Grendel on Apr 26, 2008 21:08:28 GMT -5
Pranks, eh? I had completely forgotten about a prank that I pulled many years back.
One of my acquaintances was getting married. I didn’t really take their relationship seriously, as they had met on New Years Eve, were engaged in February, and then had their wedding in May. So as I was kind of an asshole back then, an idea formed in my head. Since I didn’t take the ceremony seriously, I’d get them a gag gift.
First I thought about going to sex world, but that seemed a bit much. So instead I made the trip to Spencer’s Gifts and got some things that were so, so inappropriate for a wedding. Nothing too over the top, but something that would be seen as being somewhat in bad taste. Just the usual sex stuff you can get from Spencer’s, you get the idea.
As I was driving back home, another idea sprung to mind. The gag gift is great, but what if I pulled a fast one so they didn’t know whom it was from? The plan started to set itself in motion as I drove home.
Before the wedding, I purchased a card addressed to the blushing bride and dipshit groom from me. So I gave them a card with money in it and signed it. But I also bought a really expensive looking card and had someone with better penmanship than mine write three little words inside of it … Have fun, kids. Then I bought some really nice looking wrapping paper and wrapped up the gifts I bought at Spencer’s in it. I took a lot of time and effort to make it look like someone who really cared carefully wrapped the damn thing. After all, us guys usually just wrap gifts in sports pages or something like that; thrown together real quick and slipshod because we don’t care about such things.
So the wedding day came and I put the gift in my car under a jacket. I brought the card to the wedding and presented it to the groom before sitting through the ceremony nursing one hellacious hangover. I used to have this tradition of getting just shitfaced the night before a wedding so I could look and feel my very best on the day of the ceremony. Anyway, the wedding was short and sweet and we partied a little afterwards.
Eventually we got to the reception and I stood by one of the doors and waited. The wedding party went up front and some speeches were given, and I took that as my cue. I went out to my car and picked up the gift and walked back in. I walked nonchalantly past the table with the gifts on it and placed it there. And since everyone was focused on the wedding party up front, they were all none the wiser.
I wasn’t invited to the gift opening the next day, but I heard about it later in the week. It seems that both families were present in full force for the gift opening, and when they got to mine, there were 2 reactions. As they opened it, there was laughter amongst the bride’s family, as they had great senses of humor. Not so much on the groom’s side as they were so straight laced and failed to see the humor in it.
The best part of the whole thing was that the groom thought that one of his friends in the wedding party had done it, so he razzed him about it for several months. I just sat back with a crooked grin on my face until I finally told him that it was me who did it.
The marriage almost lasted a year …, which was kind of a bitch since I had six months on the board we made. No one thought it would make it past 8 months, so I have no idea what happened to the money. She had thought the end of the world was coming so she split just a few days short of the wedding anniversary and robbed him blind. He came home from work and damn near everything he had was gone. She even took the mat and rack that you dry dishes on.
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Post by Dr. T is an alien on Apr 27, 2008 0:02:10 GMT -5
I had my teenage son thoroughly disturbed because my wife and I tricked him into thinking that we had sex on his bed. No prank that I had pulled was nearly as amusing as his reaction to that.
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Post by OriasPool on Apr 27, 2008 8:02:52 GMT -5
calling up Food Lion to prank a coworker with Arnold soundboard and some random guy (who isn't a worker there) answers. We do the "who is your daddy and what does he do" line, and the guy goes huh? I ain't got no Deddy (southern pronunciation of Daddy). That was hilarious.
*looks at Deadpool*
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Post by Bob Schlapowitz on Apr 27, 2008 8:31:13 GMT -5
When I was in the Army, a Sergeant in my company and I had a long running joke on finding the most creative ways to flip each other the finger. He would do stuff like knock on my supply room window and tell me he needed a case of "These" as quickly as possible, and flip the bird with the word "these". Then when we were in Bosnia he put his hand down on a piece of paper giving the finger, traced around it and put it in the mail. A few weeks later I got that and couldn't think of a way to top it for a long time. When we got back stateside, Raw came to Austin a few months later (we were stationed at Fort Hood, TX) and I got fourth row camera side seats. I held up a sign that had a huge middle finger with his name in the middle of it (This was 1999, when you could get away with signs like that!) and the camera caught it. The next morning, I turned to him and said, "So, did you watch wrestling last night?" He responded with "You dick! How am I supposed to top that? You basically flipped me off on national TV!"
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Grendel
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Post by Grendel on Apr 27, 2008 9:32:57 GMT -5
Mr. Schlapowitz, that was golden.
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Post by Maidpool w/ Cleaning Action on Apr 27, 2008 13:51:39 GMT -5
calling up Food Lion to prank a coworker with Arnold soundboard and some random guy (who isn't a worker there) answers. We do the "who is your daddy and what does he do" line, and the guy goes huh? I ain't got no Deddy (southern pronunciation of Daddy). That was hilarious. *looks at Deadpool* Not a Southern pronunciation of 'Daddy' but a Deep Southern, Old Man, Rednecky pronunciation of it. That said I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about.
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