Pranks you did as a kid

I think it also changes with generation.

I remember my dad saying how for fun he and his mates would head down the disused quarry a blow up pipe bombs they'd made.
 
At my last year at primary school, we were given the privilege of ringing the bell for breaks. We took advantage of this when all our teachers were away for some reason and all given supply teachers. As the school clocks always stopped working some point between Oct half term and Xmas and was like that til the beginning of the new school year. We rang the bell for break time about 40 mins - 1 hour earlier than scheduled. Not one supply teacher checked the actual time or some class swot "sir its only 9:40am" pointed this out. The break lasted about 40 mins, instead of 15 mins as again we had privilege of ringing the bell to end break.
 
I think it also changes with generation.

I remember my dad saying how for fun he and his mates would head down the disused quarry a blow up pipe bombs they'd made.
My dad used to find half spent fireworks after Bonfire Night and used to drop them down drains (opening them first) at the top of the hill of the estate he lived at as a teen and hear them bang down the hill.
 
Used to get a unknowing friend to kneel behind a car wheel then knock on the owners door telling him they were stealing his valve caps. That one never got old.

Throwing water balloons through open windows was fun too.
 
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We used to skive school, walk around the nearby golf course and get chased by angry golfers after we picked up the golf flags from the greens and threw them in the nearest stream. I realise now that's incredibly annoying but at the time it seemed like the funniest thing in the world
 
We used to skive school, walk around the nearby golf course and get chased by angry golfers after we picked up the golf flags from the greens and threw them in the nearest stream. I realise now that's incredibly annoying but at the time it seemed like the funniest thing in the world

I was brought up on a new build estate and we would go through the new houses climbing in the roofs and smashing all the ceilings with our feet. Throwing bricks about and all sorts. Plenty of times getting chased by JCB's.
 
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We took a tractor tyre up to the top of a hill, and rolled it down into the local allotments one night. It was a nightmare pushing it up there as we were all scrawny 12 year olds, but it was well worth it.

There was a craze of throwing uncooked pork sausages at cars and houses one summer, god knows why.
 
I went on a summer camp with school to Wales in some chalets.

The 2 carers were pranksters, always kept squrting a water pistol at me and a friend.

So we secretly bought a fake soap which turns black after a few seconds.

There wasn't a mirror in the bathroom and they only noticed the black face on each other :D
 
I used to have one of those Casio watches that worked as a tv/video remote control. The teachers could never figure out why the tvs would seem to develop a mind of their own in the middle of a lesson
 
i had poor taste in friends in my early teens, one of them brought back fireworks from France.
Huge bangers that made our bangers look tiny in comparison.
Anyway walking around the village at night he would throw them into peoples gardens and run off.

it probably frightened the life out of the people, i really regret involvement although it was not my idea and i did not light or throw them personally.
 
Twocking cars

Part of my childhood I lived opposite a pub - saw a few times late at night a group of drunks picking up people's cars and going off down the road with them or finding it funny to turn them 90 degrees so they were blocking the road, etc. (back in the days where small cars were sub 1000kg).

Throwing water balloons through open windows was fun too.

Dunno if it was started by something on TV or a movie or something I remember it was a crazy around 94 or 95 IIRC where loads of kids were doing it and thought it funny then it died out as quickly as it started.
 
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there was an underpass connecting 2 estates where I grew up.
the only bus stops were in the other estate so it got a fair bit of foot traffic.
we used to drop a teddy bear or doll etc dangling from a rope as people passed through.
I think we we all around 10 years old maybe younger.
scared the hell out of loads of people, some of them thought it was a kid falling :cry:
 
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we used to drop a teddy bear or doll etc dangling from a rope as people passed through.

Before my time but apparently a couple of people on the night shift where I work made it look like their manager had hung herself for the morning manager to find on opening up because they hated her so much. Neither still worked there when I started.
 
We had in school those roller blackboards against a wall. At least once per teacher, we wrote something like Mr/Mrs/Miss (surname) shags (another teacher name) or sheep etc, rolled the message so hidden from view. During the lesson, teacher innocently rolled the blackboard up to reveal the message.


About a month later, two of the teachers we wrote together actually slept together on a school residential. Not sure if we spurred something. They weren’t an obvious choice.
 
Me and a couple of mates went to all the newsagents in the area and took all the free newspapers. We brought them home and proceeded to cover everything in my brother's bedroom in them. The walls, carpet, ceiling, tv, bed, shelves, desk... the lot. We even individually wrapped all his dvd's, pens, deodorant cans, etc. When we had finished you couldn't see anything but newspaper.

He was absolutely livid, and that was before he realised we individually wrapped his pens using a LOT of sellotape.

My parents weren't too happy when the tape took off half the paint from the wall, but they admired our effort. :D
 
One school year my form tutor was the woodwork teacher and was notorious for being easily wound up.

Naturally the form room was the woodwork workshop and all the stuff that was used in lessons was out on display. We got wood glue and stuck various things on his teacher’s bench - pens, the register etc. Seeing him turning bright red struggling to get the pen and other things off the desk was hilarious. He got the register off the desk ripping part of the back cover which we couldn’t stop laughing at seeing the ripped cover rest of the year.

Teacher or the school didn’t learn that the glues needed to be hidden from view. The new form he had the following year stuck down stools on the workbenches.
 
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