High School Pranks you Participated In - Cue the Dunce Cap

[Arctic Fox]

Pretty simple. What kind of pranks have you done or helped do in high school?
During the graduation ceremony for the highest scoring students, some friends and I from the medical class dressed up a CPR dummy in a robe and hat. We waited until the ceremony was halfway over before chucking it off the second story roof. It landed about a hundred feet from the stage. Barely got away with it. (School had no cameras.)

 

[Lemmingwise]

Did anyone get scared?



We had an ongoing practical joke that we played on each other. When others had class, the game was to get their bicycle (steal their key if need be) and carry it out, past the window where they're having a lesson, (which was always very funny and frustrating as you saw people walk off with your bike, knowing you were in for a post-school adventure before you could go home) and hide the bike for them to find.

At some point it started getting out of hand and you had to figure out how to carry your bike back out of a tree by yourself or look inside the nearby ponds to see where your bike was submerged.

 

[REGENDarySumanai]

None. My class's idea of a school prank was to all be absent. Now, there were two problems with this. One, I already got awarded perfect attendance for that year, and it would be pathetic to suddenly not come in. Two, the day they wanted to do this was the same day as senior trip. So essentially, we never did a school prank.

 

[Arctic Fox]

Did anyone get scared?

Yeah, lot of screaming. Had a girl on stage waiting to scream when we waved. It was pretty great. Of course the sheriffs showed up and the principle was really pissed, but we got away with it.

 

[OB 946]

Only like half the external doors were locked at night and there was no alarm system or security. We took thousands of styrofoam cups, filled them about halfway with water, and lined the halls with them. Thousands. So many. It took days for them to clear them all.

 

[Tism the Return]

After watching The Wave for history my classmates more or less replicated the whole uniform thing for our teacher, greeting him with Herr -insert name here-. Teach was scared to death but mostly by the potential misunderstandings.

 

[Damn Near]

putting a banana in the part of the soda machine where the can comes out

 

[Rand /pol/]

I never went to highschool.

 

[WhoBusTank69]

We hid cartons of milk throughout the year, then one day opened and dumped them into trash bins all about the same time
It smelled horrible and the teachers had absolutely no idea where it was coming from

 

[The Shadow]

We threw some mackerel from a bait shop under the bleachers 3 days prior to a pep rally.

Classic.

 

[Exorbital Columnations]

Me and my buddies got like six of the Special Education chicks pregnant.

 

[MAPK phosphatase]

I was boring and existed on the cursory edges of high school social circles, so I didn't participate in any pranks.

 

[dunbrine47]

There was a wooden cutout of our vice principal that was being used for the Service club's fundraiser. After that was over it just sat in the hall. One day after school during photography club I wheeled it into the girls room. It only got one teacher at the start of the day before it was wheeled out.
In terms of senior pranks, I wanted to use the school pa system to do pirate radio announcements every so often. These would be done from the school darkroom (while darkroom was going on so nobody would be able to get in right away). Never happened because I was not sure if there was a way to track the active phone (outside of going to every room and checking)
A fellow student's idea of a prank was to delete everything from the photography server. *thunkful*
The official Senior prank was just handing out glow rings to the principal on stage during graduation. ...

 

[Recoil]

It wasn't a senior prank, but it was quality IRL shitposting.
In boarding school. Absolutely could not stand one kid, so I snuck into his dorm room while he was in the shower and hid a wireless doorbell waaaaay up above the tiles in the hung ceiling, covered it with electrical tape so it would melt into the darkness. We'd ring the bell late at night, wake him up and he'd go into a vocal rage in the hallway. The guy was a typical New England douchebag, almost a character. Total spoiled rich kid archetype - FFS, his name was 'Hunter'. His dad was an entrepreneur of some sort who once told him to "be quiet, boy" in front of all his mates.

He didn't find that bell box for a minute. Like, 2 weeks. I chose an ugly sounding buzzer on purpose, so he probably thought it was some kind of HVAC alarm or something infrastructure related for a good while.

 

[Madam Nekromantik]

So, our high school was built with a lot of open wings, and one of those wings was our hang out spot. Every year the week before homecoming people would decorate the wings in little themes of school spirit. One year homecoming was near Halloween, not on it, I think a few days before it. Us being the little edgy goths that we were wanted to decorate our hang out spot like Halloween, but the group that was part of the student counsel said no, it has to be school spirit themed.

Well, we waited till really late after they had finished decorating, and snuck in to school with a bunch of cheep Halloween decorations and some guy had brought a bunch of decapitated Barbie dolls covered in ketchup (fake blood was too expensive), and we badly decorated the wing with Halloween stuff. The guy that brought the Barbie doll parts just threw them around in random places.

Looking back on it, I can say I feel bad, because they had to do all the decorating again, and we did a pretty shit job. But that's part of being a teenage. After that the school had more rent a cops that stayed after school when stuff like that happened.

Bonus story that I wasn't a part of. One year the senor prank was to cut down a ten year old tree that was on the school grounds. The tree had been planted there as a memorial for a student that had died in a car wreck. After the tree debacle the principal said no more senor pranks.

 

[1Tonka_Truck]

My friend's dad was always buying stuff he didn't need from auctions. If it was cheap and quirky, he was in. Our senior year, he became the fourth or fifth owner of a former power co-op digger derrick.

We had a plan to build a fort in the mezzanine out of 2500 flat rate boxes, but that sounded like hard work to everyone we tried to recruit. We're out at his house talking about how we are running out of time to pull off a prank when we find ourselves absently staring at the derrick truck. He joking says we should crane something on to the roof with the truck. Instead of laughing I point out it's not a horrible idea. Craning something onto the roof is probably a horrible idea, but using the derrick truck for a prank is a good idea. I spend a couple of days looking around for good target that we probably won't fuck up and decide on the flag pole. We waste another day and half trying to come up with something funny we can set on top of the flag pole, but we are struck on how to get unhooked 30' up in the air.

I walk by the high school auto shop and see a row of stripped down lawn tractors; no engines, no decks, and no panels. I stop dead in my tracks when I realize the hole in the floor is close to the size of the flag pole at the base. Sunday night we drive the truck around to the auto shop, rig up one of the mowers, and carry it around to the flag pole. We setup in the parking lot next to the flag pole and barely have enough tip height to clear the flag pole. We get the mower down on the ground, I get the truck all folded back up and he tears the rigging down. I had to use all my self-control not to speed away like a guilty teenager. We put a few blocks between us and the high school and just bust up laughing. Monday morning everyone takes turns staring at the mower around flag pole and making guesses as to how it got there. Most theories fell into one of two categories, either the kid whose dad owned the crane company asked dad for help or the auto shop kids cut the mower in half and spent all night making it look like they didn't weld it back together.

 

[Marco Fucko]

I acted as a messenger/organizer for one of the black kids I smoked with to other black kids so that they could all get together for a year book picture where they put on their best "starving african child" face, not sure if that really counts though.

I put the monster milk girl as a teacher's wallpaper once, then I projected it.

Other than that I never really did an organized "prank", I was just a general nuisance to the staff at all times.

 

[Fek]

I helped move one of the most insufferable teacher's cars from a spot right in front of the auditorium's bay doors (for props and shit) far, faaaaaaar further than it really needed to go just to (hopefully) give her a heart attack when she came out looking for it. Shit was in the way and she deserved it 110% for being an ancient entitled twat parking in a "no parking" area.

We just picked it up, by the way. Yeah..was about uh..what..7-10 guys? It was surprisingly light all things considered, though it was just a Geo Metro.

She sadly didn't have the heart attack, though she did try to get us all suspended. The principal couldn't stop laughing. Good times.

 

[ForgedBlades]

Ugh. I read the morning announcements my senior year. To tap into the intercom system, you could pick up any phone tied to the school's network and type in a code. About a month into my stint, the front office got tired of doing it for me, so they just gave me the code.

One of the last days of school, some fags came on the intercom and said something lewd, I don't even remember what it was anymore. Regardless, I got called down to the office and accused of giving out the code, which I most certainly did not. They threatened me with all sorts of shit, but I didn't back down. Turns out it was the kid in charge of all the A/V stuff for the drama/media programs who was able to work some of his tech black magic to figure out the code.

 

[TiggerNits]

Auto shop and metal shop at my high school would take a junker apart and rebuild it over night somewhere inside the school. But my senior year they arrested a kid that was trying to scout the location.

So instead we built a massive sling shot using a giant 70s GM box van we cut a huge hole in to the side of to mount the no shit steel braid reinforced bungee cords rated for towing construction equipment. The idea being it could fire relatively quietly and we figured it how to lob shots near what we were aiming at without having to see the target. We could just hide behind a berm on the other side of the road that was all just obfuscated by brush and flee in to the desert it we needed to.

We used an inline 6 powered international pickup to pull the sling back, then released the steel pin holding it in place with a long rope while we took cover behind the pickup. We launched about 3 dozen water balloons, a few rotting gourds and and two canvas backpacks filled with cow shit in to the teacher's parking lot before the guy the was spotting targets reported over his CB that we put a gourd through the rear windshield of a teacher's Oldsmobile.

The auto shop teacher knew who did it but didn't narc on us because he didn't like the person who's car we blasted. But he did give us all extra with in class for a few weeks for undisclosed reasons