college pranks

From alt.folklore.college Tue Jun 15 03:03:49 1993 From: grayku@woods.ulowell.edu Subject: Some sophmoric dorm pranks Organization: University of Lowell Date: Tue, 15 Jun 1993 03:20:40 GMT

These certainly aren't legendary pranks, but it's what me and my floormates did to amuse ourself this past year. Hope your inspired...

two of us covered our RA's (Resident Advisor) door with newspaper then filled the space between the newspaper and the door with three huge trash bags full of popcorn. Did I mention it was 4:00 AM ? Then we stood outside his door and screamed at the top of our lungs like we had just been stabbed, and ran back to our rooms. Moments, he answered the door, knee deep in popcorn. The kicker is that he was having a private moment with his girlfriend at the time of our screaming. According to him, it startled him so badly that it almost resulted in an unexpected pregnancy.
Recently the state of Massachusetts decided to waste our tax money on campus-wide security cameras and security gaurds in every dorm. And some security gaurds took their job too seriously. So one night six of us decided to give them some excitement. We dressed up in camouflage and face paint then ran around campus acting as suspicous as possible. We made sure we got exposure on on every security camera at once to create the illusion that there were a lot of us running around. Sure enough the nothing-better- to-report security gaurds everywhere were jamming the radio signals with endless reports on our activities, each more exagerated than the last. The security guard at on dorm was in a panic. He shouted into his portable back to campus police, "Christ, there must be 15 or 20 of 'em!!! There crawling up the lawn of Eames Hall on their stomach's!" What made matters better for us is that he accidently kept saying "Eames Hall" to the police cruisers out searching for us when in fact we were a block away at the front of Smith Hall. It was driving the cruisers insane. They kept reporting back that there was no such situation at Eames and they began questioning the security gaurds sanity. We then avoided the cruisers and went to the campus police station where we stood outside and sang Christams carols to the campus cops inside. From there, we grabbed a huge refrigerator crate from the back of our dorm and suspicously hauled it around campus with us. Another security gaurd reported, "They've got a big box with something in it! Looks like they stole it from the Library! There going to Smith with it." Finally the cop cars caught up with us at Smith. The comotion got the attention of everyone in the Smith, who now stood watching the current situation. Cheered on by our dormmates, we hoisted the crate on the empty pedastal in front of Smith Hall, in the same style as the famous soldiers-hoisting-the-flag statue. We than turned and sang "Rudolf, the Red Nose Reindeer" to our dorm. They laughed hysterically, and the cops just told us to go back inside and wash our faces off.
Me and my roomate engaged in a war with our next door neighbor. It started as stupid little annoyances - then got ugly...
1. We went in our nieghbor's room (help of his roomate) and stuffed his bed with newspaper confetti then wrapped his sheets with duct tape.
2. Glen (our neighbor) retaliates by filling our beds with rice and throwing sugar all over our floor. (Supposed to attract cockroaches - didn't work.)
3. We retaliate by making purple Kool Aid disc shaped popsicles (pour Kool Aid in a plate, put in freezer) then sliding him under his door late at night. It drove them nuts. Every morning they would wake up to find purple puddles on their floor. They couldn't figure out how we getting in there room. They couldn't figure out the purple stuff either.
4. Glen retaliates by telling my roomate his girlfriend called and it's important to call her back. My roomates dashes for the phone. It's dead. Glen stands in our doorway dangling our phone cord. He goes back to his room and locks the door.
5. We retaliate. While the neighbor's were gone, we removed their doorknob, pushed it through, and jimmied the inside lock lever with a coat hanger. (Works on most older doorknobs) We took the hinge pins out of the door casing, closed the door, and put the doorknob back on. When they came back, they were a little shocked when the door fell down after inserting their key. We traded their hinge pins for our phone cord and the war was over.
But the neighbor war didn't end there...

Our neighbors were making plenty of noise one night until 2:30 AM. Me and roomate decide on payback. At 4:00 AM, we awaken to alarm clocks. We get up, lock the door, and load up our stereos with Metallica on his and classic Sex Pistols on mine. I get into positon with a long plastic horn (similiar to those obnoxious football game horns) and my roomate stands ready with two brass pipes. All at once we blast the stereos all the way, bash pipes against the walls, and blow the horn. A minute later we stop and go back to bed. Now our RA is pounding on the door demanding entry. We ignore him. He threatens to get the master key to our room. We still ignore him. He leaves and enough comes back with the master key. Suddenly I remembered his big weakness - leaving his keys in the door. As he entered our room I ran by him snatching the master key from the lock. (I must have been possessed.) He hesitated then went to find me. Meanwhile my roomate locked our door after he left. I took a lap around the upper floor came down and odd staircase, jumped to the RA's room, grabbed his keys from his desk, locked his door, then ran back to my room where my roomate let me in just in a knick of time as our pissed off RA was coming down after me. We stood in our room trying not to laugh ourselves to death as our RA stood outside yelling every threat the conduct code would allow him. He said we will settle this issue the next day, and he is going to bed. Then he realizes he is locked out of his own room. Now he is screaming so loud, the whole floor is out of bed and the sleeping security comes up to see what is going on. We toss the keys (master and his own) out to him and he settles down and goes back to bed. We avoided contact with our RA for a long time. He finally wrote us up. Luckily we had no previous offenses on record. (Nothing they could prove anyway.)

- Kurt at U.Mass., Lowell

Newsgroups: rec.humor.funny.reruns From: srt@aero.ARPA (Scott R. Turner) Subject: Campus pranks Date: Sat, 16 Jan 1999 19:20:01 PST URL: http://www.netfunny.com/rhf/jokes/88q2/12366.html

[Ed: These are making the rounds again, and I'm grabbing some funny ones.]

A friend of mine at U of Chicago once calculated the resonant frequency of his dorm's stairwells, bought a test record with that tone on it and played it into the stairwells from a number of stereos. Apparently had the entire building shaking visibly before they got scared enough to turn it off.
When living in the dorms, I offered to make soup for everyone on a Sunday night (when dorms don't usually serve a meal). I made the soup in a toilet bowl, using several of those coil cup heaters. Looked good, but no one tried it.
I had a friend who lived in a room next to the study lounge. The night before finals, I invited him up to my room and then phoned his room, letting the phone ring until the angry mob in the study lounge broke down the door and ripped the phone off the wall.
Someone was foolish enough to penny me into her own room. Amongst other things, I placed a call to the US Embassy in Nepal. The call was completed and rung back some time the next day.
Ran an imaginary student for a student government position. He was named after a dog. He didn't actually make the ballot because his false ID was discovered by the administration, but he still won on write-in votes.
I had a white cane and dark sunglasses, and I would go with a friend of mine to a Mall, where he would lead me around as if I was blind. However, he would be deliberately cruel, leading me into pillars, telling me the wrong number of steps, and so on. People would get very upset.
I once learned the day before that a professor would be late to one of his classes the next day. I made up a "pop quiz" that was incredibly hard, and then showed up and handed it out to the class, telling them that I was a grad student the prof had sent to proctor.
A friend and I put on surgical greens, masks, booties and so on, and then splashed red food coloring on ourselves. Then we burst into the medical library, arguing loudly, and go over to the reference copy of Gray's Anatomy. I leaf through it, peer at a picture, and point and say triumphantly "See, I told you it was on the left side. What are you, dyslexic?" My friend looks abashed, shrugs, and we walk out.
One that I never got a chance to do: Wait until someone brings a cute little puppy on to campus. Then, later that day, rush onto the dorm floor with the puppy wrapped in a bloodstained blanket. Explain to everyone that the dog was hit by a car and it has a large sliver of glass in its side. You don't think it will live long enough to get it to a vet, so you're going to pull the sliver yourself and try and stop the bleeding. Go into your room (with the pet owner) and close the door. Play a previously prepared tape of a dog whining and barking in pain, and say things like "Jesus Christ! Hold it still! Oh, shit, I'm going to be sick. What the hell is that?" and so on. (I couldn't find the sound effect on the day the puppy was there.)

Those are the ones that come to mind off hand.

-- Scott