high school stunts & shenanigans

[JB]

When a trumpet is sitting unattended on a trumpet stand, remove the mouthpiece and slip a small golf pencil (or pencil of similar length) down into the leadpipe. Replace mouthpiece.

The horn will still play -- sort of. Usually the result is a player sounding like it is their first time trying to make a sound on the instrument.

Particularly effective in "low profile" public performances to shrink the inflated ego of first trumpet "owners."

[Wes Krygsman]

Glad to see so many tuba players think the same way as me. I thought of another mini prank. I would take the trombone's slide sprayer/spritzer, walk up to someone facing away from me, and fake sneeze sounds on the backs of their necks while spraying them with the water. This would usually be random people in the hallway but I did get a couple of band kids with it...at least the ones that never saw me do it. The disgusted reactions to my "sinus explosions" were amazing.

[Brucom]

Not really a prank, and not in high school, but . . . . .

I was in the band at Keesler AFB, 1974-76, when many of my
band mates had joined to avoid the draft. Some members
constantly pushed the limits of authority to show that they
didn't really want to be there.

Every Thursday at 4:30 we marched up to the base HQ
building, played a couple marches, played "Retreat" and Taps
so they could lower the flag and fold it.

One airman had a large lunch at a mexican restaurant, then
wore no underwear to Retreat. When the band marched
away, we left a steaming pile in front of base HQ. Three
days later that man was a civilian.

[tbn.al]

Not HS but college. When I was a sophomore I was allowed to move into an upperclassman dorm with suites of 4 rooms around a cental hallway leading to a common bath. My suitemate, John Littlejohn, was an unbelievable poker player and a full blood Cherokee Indian. After a high stakes, for us, poker game where he took all their lunch money, an ajoining suite threw a smoke grenade into our unoccupied suite. The laundry bill was in the hundreds. They of course denied everything. John, true to his heritage, took his bow and flaming arrow with laundry bill affixed, into the adjacent ROTC drill field and proceeded to stick it into their door. Since it was 2 AM, they didn't answer the door right away and he almost burned the place down. This brought no immediate response, so not to be deterred we attacked the next night. After picking the lock (John again), we penciled them in their rooms, turned off the main water suppy to the bathroom and stole all the fixtures. After a couple of weeks we got our laundry money, put back the toilet and sink and they had to pay the school for the door.

[Alex Reeder]

This brought no immediate response, so not to be deterred we attacked the next night. After picking the lock (John again), we penciled them in their rooms, turned off the main water suppy to the bathroom and stole all the fixtures. After a couple of weeks we got our laundry money, put back the toilet and sink and they had to pay the school for the door.

What do you mean "penciled them in?"

[Carroll]

What do you mean "penciled them in?"[/quote]

This can also be done with pennies. While pushing on the door to open a gap between door and door facing, shove pencils (or pennies for smaller gaps) into the opening. When you release the door, the latch plunger will be so tightly jammed against the striker plate that the door will be very difficult to open.

[Albertibass]

smack in the face to administrators:
Right now myself and my tuba friend are sitting at a school computer. we just returned from an afternoon out. Piano class is watching fiddler on the roof, so we decided we would walk to the pizza parlor a mile away. So at about 1100, we left school. No pass, or anything. We ran across the highway, and we were passed by 2 cops. when we got to the pizzaria, we ate lunch with a local cop. Little did anyone know, we were skipping school. So after our tuba-tummies were full, we decided that the biggest smack in the face for the school was for us to be able to not only leave school, but leave and return. So we were running back across the highway, and on the other side, we paused to formulate a plan of attack on the school. we would take the far north east side of the school, to by pass the rotating cameras, and slip by the stationary cameras. When we went to make our first apporoach to the east side of the school, we saw in the distance a janitor and administrator chatting outside at the east side loading dock. We then back tracked and planned a new way of attack. In the distance we could see the north east door open ajar. so we came upon this door, and ran right through the camera sight of one of the stationary cameras. when we got to the door, we could hear our 9th grade government teacher talking on the other side. So we waited for her to return to her classroom, and when we heard the door close we ran in the door quickly, and found that the hall was empty. we made it into school, the last part was getting past the subsitute. We had nothing to worry about, he was sleeping like a baby, drooling on the desk. we felt so proud, that we thought we would tell all of our tubenet friends.

[windshieldbug]

Don't districts employ Truant Officers anymore?

Only for Orchestra members!

[Brassdad]

As far as pranks go, I'm a big fan of, "Let 4 pigs loose in the halls, numbered 1, 3, 4, and 5. Mock staff as they search for 2." (I just love having friends with farms.)

Now THAT is good!!

[SplatterTone]

At my first college (Oral Roberts University, no less!) a rival dorm floor filled our hall with trash. I got up a 2AM, filled their bathroom heater and ductwork with limburger and sardines, and wired the heater on high.

[tbn.al]

This brought no immediate response, so not to be deterred we attacked the next night. After picking the lock (John again), we penciled them in their rooms, turned off the main water suppy to the bathroom and stole all the fixtures. After a couple of weeks we got our laundry money, put back the toilet and sink and they had to pay the school for the door.

What do you mean "penciled them in?"

Those old solid oak dorm room doors had a small gap between the door and the door facing. You could wedge a #2 lead pencil iin there, or better yet drive it in with a hammer, and it put so much pressure on the lock that they couldn't open the door. It is a very quick and effective way to seal a sleeping college kid in his bedroom. After 20 or 30 minutes of banging you could shatter the pencil and escape.

[TMurphy]

Not really a stunt, but I guess it counts as a shenanigan....


In my old high school, due to some silly scheduling, the last week or so of school took place *after* final exams. On the day immediately following final exams, teachers were required to turn in their final grades and attendance records. This means that for the last week of school, a student:

A.) Could not be graded on anything, and thus could not alter your grade positively or negatively.

B.) Could not be penalized for a cut, as there was no official record kept of who was in class.

So, we left. We would show up for homeroom, so our it would not count as a total absence from school (those records were still maintained), and then, we would *all* go home. The school even tried to position the security guards by the doors to keep us from leaving. That worked, to a point. What they neglected was to position anyone at some of the less accessible doors, like downstairs by the home ec. department. That door was left unguarded every time.

[Brucom]

Hey Murphy, do you know what a Yankee is?
It's like a quickie, but you do it yourself.