Best Scare...

[Skitzo]

describe the best scare you can remember. Either something you've done as a joke to cause a scare or something that has been done as a joke to scare you.

I hope people don't mind that I'm riding the general nonsense section like it's going out of style. My back has me somewhat imobile today and I am taking the day off as far as learning is concerned.


anyways on to the scare:

when I got to college my first year, first thing I did was copy the keys to my gf's dorm and room. During the first couple weeks, my dorm and the gf's dorm (neither coed) started playing pranks on each other. Hehe, cept we had their front door key .... huge advantage. One day while visiting, I noticed that screws for the vent on the door to the utility room were on the outside ... sweetness. Inside that room is where all the janitorial supplies were kept, power panel, heating controls and the icing on the cake ... crawl space access.
One night 5 of us went over while everyone was asleep (quiet anyways) and went down into the crawl space. We picked the spots under the rooms of people we knew would react and started making all kinds of weird noises. It wasn't long before the action started: there was screaming and pounding footfall of people running. It was pretty funny. We had to spend the rest of the night down there and were all late for our first class. we never got caught though.
Now before anyone goes off cause it was mean, i don't do this sort of thing unless everyone is already participating. They were the ones that initiated the prank battle. :)

i know it's tame but it was a long time ago and I was only 17.

[blkhogan]

Thats a good one. That school has no coed dorms? The college that I attended was all coed. Made for some crazy nights I tell ya. Stay up late enough you would see people moving fron one room the another all night long.
Anyway the prank. In the Marines you always had that total "sh1tbird" screw up that couldnt get anything right to save his life. We'll the one in our platoon was Cpl. Sunday. Cpl. Sunday could fuk up a wet dream. We payed the price for his screw ups day after day. We decided it was time to let him know how we felt about him.
We decided to do whats called a "military taco". This guy slept like a rock, nothing could wake this bastard up. A few of us snuck into his room and pulled a blanket over him and secured it to the under side of the bed. If you have aver seen the soap beating scene from "Full Metal Jacket" you'll know what I am talking about. We made this taco so freakin tight I'm supprised he could breath at all.
The next morning we had pt (phisical traning) @ 0530. We all showed up like normal nothing out of the ordinary. Then the Sgt. that was running pt started to ask where Sunday was, again this guy was a sh1tbird so everyone knew him. He was one of those that showed up late for everything. Well he starts yelling his name as loud as he can to get his attention with no answer. Then he starts getting really pissed and screaming louder and louder SUNDAY YOU !$#@'in idiot #$@!... well you get the point. Suddenly you could hear coming from the barracks a faint scream "I can't get up" "help". Well this went on for a few mins and again "I cant get up.... please help me", "I think I'm parralized Sgt. help me". By this time we were trying to hold back the laughter and tears so the rest would not catch on to us. A few seconds later "help me, I think I am dying". That brought the LOL's out of us, we couldnt hold them back anymore. So there we had it, us laughing our asses off and Sunday thinking he was dying because he could not get up out of bed. Well the Sgt. went up to his room and fould him "taco'ed" like a turd in a diaper screaming at the top of his lungs. Again we were still laughing our asses off in formation. The Sgt. came back down to us trying not to bust out LOL'ing. Of coarse he put 1 and 1 together and figured out what was going on. He started screaming at us to fall back so he could talk to us while trying not to LOL. The rest of the company took off for pt with another Sgt. leading them.
Sgt. Johnson called us into this room to "councel" us on what we did. We entered expecting to get our asses handed to us with a side of toast, and found Sgt. Johnson just freakin rollin with laughter. He was telling the story to the other Sgt's and SSgt's and they were now just LOL'ing their asses off. Well that night we drank for free @ the NCO club. :roll:

Not really a scare, but I had to tell the tale.

[Skitzo]

:laugh: dude you're hurt'n me. that hilarious. I'd pay to see that. I had bad thoughts when you mentioned the FMJ scene, the way it worked out for you was priceless. So did Sunday take it ok? Maybe help solve the problem?


If he thought he was diing, I'd say it was a scare.

[panchoman]

biggest scare for me= gf telling me she was preggers.. the last time she did that.. i was on the phone with her and in the middle of ripping a move--> falling off my bike and breaking my left arm

[Skitzo]

biggest scare for me= gf telling me she was preggers.. the last time she did that.. i was on the phone with her and in the middle of ripping a move--> falling off my bike and breaking my left arm

lol, that seemed to be a thread stopper. You didn't break anything besides a sweat the second time did you?