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You could shrinkwrap someone's car.

In halls at uni one lad left his door open. Flatmates stole all his clean underwear. When he demanded it be returned he was presented with a bucket-shaped ice cube that contained, you guessed it, his only clean underpants

This year I made a “sponge cake” by using real frosting to cover sponges stacked in a cake shape. It looked really pretty on a fancy plate. After dinner I asked my son to cut the cake, it was so funny! I also poured red jello into drinking glasses and put a straw in each one. After they set up it they looked like glasses of punch. My granddaughter got a kick out of them when I asked her to help me serve the “punch”!

I wish I knew how to post pics here, they were so cute!

This isn't really an April Fool's joke, but the voice activated garage door reminded me of it.

When my boys were young, and it would be raining REALLY HARD, I would tell them that I could stop the rain.

"Oh, no you can't, Mama!"

So I would wait until we were coming upon an overpass, and say, "It will stop raining in, 3...2...1...STOP!"

Of course the rain would stop for a second while we went under the underpass.

My boys thought I was AMAZING for quite some time!

Also, my dad would play a trick on us - me and my sisters.

When we would come home from a weekend trip, he would "guess" when we would get home. So we would all guess. And, of course, he would always win. I thought he was the smartest man in the world.

Until later - I'm embarrassed to say, MUCH later, I realized he could speed up or slow down so he would always be right.

One time I had a really impressionable, seriously sheltered, religious conservative, couch potato of friend.

He always did things by the book and really "safely".

Well, he knew I was a lot more of a free spirit than he was, but I always was considerate to him while he was riding with me driving in my car...until one day.

I had just purchased this lil $1 fake "turbo boost" glue on switch that looked totally convincing when I put it in the cigarette lighter hole (it was blank) where that would normally be. For added effect, the ashtray/lighter combo was in a FLIP-DOWN panel that blended in flush with the rest of the dash console so it was never used or really noticed.

One day when he was riding along with me, I rolled the windows down and got my Renaissance Jesus hair all flowing in the breeze and with a wild-eyed look in my eye, I built up this little anger-mis-management frenzy out of nowhere and yelled "I feel the need for SPEEEEED!!!" with a rebel yell as I flipped open the "secret" panel which housed my new emblazoned "TURBO BOOST" switch just like it was all MADE to be there in perfect James Bond/Q fashion!

While I let that little one dollar wonder work its mental magical horror into his poor, impressionable eyes and mind for about a full second or three, I had timed it so that I was just then about to crest the peak of a rather steep hill that had a pretty sharp descent on the other side.

As I flipped the dummy switch, I also floored the gas on my V8 engine, which put the transmission into the passing gear and really wound out the RPM's, the engine noise, and my hollering all at the same time along with the typical burst in acceleration that accompanies such a move.

Going up and over that little hilltop however...THAT one REALLY accentuated the effect quite nicely and his screams of terror were immediately outstripping my own rebel yells and adrenalized hollering I had going on just to get him all stressed out for the effect!

Once I got down the hill and had that whumpf of a sudden upswing that you get when you quickly bottom out a hill that just as quickly rises up again right afterwards, I let off the gas a little to disengage the passing gear and go into a more typical cruising gear and of course, at the same time, I flipped my little switch back to "normal".

After his blood pressure and heart rate and bald red head settled down to a shade of pink or so, I told him about the prank and about how all I did was put it into the passing gear as we crested the hill...the rest was just merely psychological warfare and was all in his poor little head!

He took it pretty well after he realized that it was all just me psych-ing him out, and that I'd barely even broken any laws. Of course no one else was anywhere around on the road for any of this, or I wouldn't have likely done it either.

I kept that switch "installed" in that secret flip-panel for future use on other unsuspecting victims, but that one was by far the best prank I ever managed with it.

[This message edited by Cephastion at 7:54 PM, April 10th (Tuesday)]

One time some guys in our church youth group that were really close friends decided to see if this one fellow would actually put his money where his mouth was and genuinely practice what he preached about being all loving and good to someone that might do him wrong.

He was a really bold and confident, outspoken guy where his faith and beliefs were concerned and so there were a number of people he knew that weren't too crazy about him and his religious fervor and zeal.

One time when he was in relatively ideologically hostile territory (IIRC) they pre-arranged to physically KIDNAP him by force while concealing themselves like bank robbers would! As they pummeled him somewhat to keep the thing convincing enough, they got him bound up and threw him into a vehicle and drove off with him, not saying a word (IIRC) lest he recognize their voices.

He was a really muscular fellow, too, but he was REALLY caught off guard and totally fooled by the prank.

However, he started praying like crazy out loud for the salvation and forgiveness of his captors and witnessing to his kidnappers and singing worship songs before he was to be killed or whatever, since he did in fact think this was all very real. Also, his family had some cultural ties with countries where this kind of thing actually occurs sometimes, but for ransom money instead of religious persecution.

Anyway, they got to feeling so INCREDIBLY GUILTY because of how ridiculously Christ-like he was acting in all of this, that they pretty quickly couldn't stand any more of the ruse and their "guilty" role in the thing and they blew their cover and asked him to forgive their craziness and abuse (there were some pretty real bruises and stuff, to say nothing of the mental gymnastics such a criminal style "prank" put him thru temporarily)...which of course he immediately DID do.

He always shared that story with a smile afterwards, too, because he not only showed THEM how real his faith was in a pinch, but the whole thing also brought that reality home to himself and his family at home as well, and his friends only respected him all the more than they even did before the prank-stunt was done.

I'm not so sure they all felt that way about THEIR OWN faith and love and good works, however...

[This message edited by Cephastion at 8:16 PM, April 10th (Tuesday)]

Ceph, I love love love your humor. I grew up on practical jokes and believe they are good for the spirit.

I just remembered another one. But this one's almost sacrilegious depending on one's take on it.

A friend of mine had this donkey he wanted a good home for, and I had to borrow a trailer to bring it home with and also have time off of work to collect the critter, so since I was taking off of work one day, I opted to kill two birds with one stone and get all my extra outdoorsy stuff done like that along with the other holiday preparations we had going at the time.

Anyway, as anyone who reads my stuff knows, I'm an atypical Christian. As such, I celebrate Passover instead of "Good Friday" typically speaking (although this year they actually occurred on the same day).

Anyway, there was this other family that wanted to celebrate Passover with us (neither of us grew up Jewish, so that really adds to how this thing kinda worked out the way it did, incidentally, because we're just shooting from the hip and playing this Passover thing by ear by our own "rules" in a way).

On the way home with the donkey on an open trailer (don't ask...) I couldn't resist stopping by at my friend's house on the way to my own just to mess with their heads a bit and keep them a little less "holier than thou"-ish about the whole thing, since we were the only people we knew locally (in our church, etc.) who were really honoring the day.

I told my kids to wait and watch real closely in the truck while I went to check on our guests-to-be. This was just an hour or so before we were supposed to do our meal together, so the frame of reference was all there and ready for the "kill".

So here's this donkey out on an open trailer being towed by this CRAZY Texan (me), and that critter's just pooping on that trailer for all he's worth, too. And I go up and ring the doorbell and ask if they're running on schedule for our combined thing that evening (about an hour or so from then) and tell them we're all ready for them! There were about five very young girls PEERING VERY INTENTLY out of their upstairs window at this display in absolute HORROR!

As I happily left the porch and started to re-enter the truck, I paused and asked the dad, "Donkeys ARE 'CLEAN' animals...right??"

The dad was taken aback by the question because he had to think about the criteria: hoofs--not cloven/split--chews the cud...warm blooded land mammal...

And he said, " well, yeah, I guess so...".

I QUICKLY ducked back into the truck at his "confirmation" and drove off before me and my kids LOST IT!

When they got to our house an hour later, they were in such a fearful state of mind...they were afraid that I was slaughtering that DONKEY for our Passover meat instead of a lamb or goat!

I acted just a little bit "unknowing" as to why they were acting so skittish when they arrived, but I took them to meet our new "pet" and let them ride him (IIRC) before we ate our lamb and unleavened bread and wine together!

It was a Passover they've never forgotten!

And I like to think that since the donkey was "passed over" (of course she was never in any danger of being butchered, really), it kinda reminds me of being spared as well. Maybe that's just a Tex-Mess-ianic way of doing the "pardoned turkey" thing the President does every Thanksgiving! Well..."food for thought" anyhow...

[This message edited by Cephastion at 12:07 PM, April 16th (Monday)]