There's one in every camp if you are lucky; the Practical Joker. Camp life just isn't what it should be without a few guys practical joking each other. What's the best practical camp joke you've seen? I need some new ones. All mine are already too well known. Here is a recent practical joke that went over well only because Herb was such a great sport. It could have gone south rather quickly had he not been a great sport. CK
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Good one CK. As I remember, no animals were harmed during the filming of that event.
When Jeff Massie ran hunts at Cadena there was plenty of that sort of thing. When he and Joe would track a hog they sometimes would find it dead and then turn and scream that it was charging and take a few quick jumps back the trail yelling "RUN!!!" They would be still be standing back at the hog laughing when the greenhorns got enough cactus thorns to stop running.
Putting a Bob-white under hypnosis, then tucking it in the foot end of a neatly made bed works well. Especially after a full day of warning people about the bad South-Texas scorpions.
Todd
:saywhat: CK
Another one is, find a little plasic/rubber, kinda real lookin' gator in the toy section of Wall-mart, tie a short piece of fishing line around his neck, then tie the other end to the handle on the BBQ'er. Put the gator on the middle rack of the BBQ'er, then ask your buddy to go light the thing while having the camera running of course. Take bet's on how far he will jump when he opens the lid and the gator jumps out at him.
Todd
Practical jokes are a necessity in any hunting camp. some of my favorites that I have done to people recently have included putting hunting socks into the freezer so that they are froze and sewing the bottom of pants legs together so that you can not put them on. I have also been on the but end of the joke including having my coffee cup filled with salt and removing all of the screws from my bed so that it would collapse when I got in it.
Heres two. Rubber spider on the bottom of the top bunk. Guy lays down and looks up...Especially effective if the guy is afraid of spiders! Put an item ,of womens lingerie, in a coat sleeve that has been packed to go home from hunting/bowfishing camp. When the lady of the house unpacks for you, look out. Or if you don't know it is there and put the coat on in front of others and it pops out of the sleeve....
One very simple gag is to take a broken tape measure tape and role it up under a coffee mug. It goes every were when the mug is picked up and whoever picks it up usually does to. This is great for snake wary people. Have fun with it . bretto
Take about 1/4 roll of toilet paper. Unroll about 10". Saturate roll with super glue in several spots, but not out to the edges. Roll the 10" of good paper back up. Most folks like a little more than 10" of paper.
Take a maniken head and tie some twine to the top of the head. Tie the loose end to the inside of a truck tool box. When someone asks for something tell them that is is the tool box. This works very well with the box lids that pop open fast. Sit back and watch.
This is not a camp joke but its go to do to a jokester. About 2 weeks before Easter place an add in the local newspaper for FREE baby rabbits and baby ducklings. Put your buddies phone number with the add. He will get more calls that you could imagine. But do not tell him you done this unless he can take a joke!!!!!
I have an uncle that enjoys a beer or two after a long day in the woods. He didn't have enough ambition to get one from the cooler and would always ask one of the young nephews to get it for him. Matter of fact, if it wasn't for gravity, he wouldn't have enough ambition for a bowel movement.
It finally got to the point where it was decided enough was enough. An empty beer bottle was filled with pickle juice, recapped, marked and placed in the cooler to chill for the night. The next evening, after the less-than-ambitious uncle asked for a beer, he was given the marked bottle for his enjoyment. He guzzled half of it before he realized it was pickle juice. He ended up emptying his guts of the pickle juice and everything else that was in there.
He got his own beer from that point on.
Last fall we put about a 4 pound rock in our buddy's hunting pack...he carried it around for two days...'till he found it and threw it away at camp after a lot of threats and stuff. I found the rock again and got a felt pen and wrote on it "MISS U _____" . This rock has followed him around the camp from the kitchen table to being in his bed to beside the woodstove to back in his backpack and it is still sitting on the camp table at camp awaiting his return :biglaugh:
Good ones!
Reminded me of something I did to one of the hunters at T Sweat. Mark Horne and I were out for a stroll on one of the mesa's when we came upon another hunter. The hunter and I sat down to glass the canyon. I looked over to see some Bobcat scat next to us. :scared: I also looked at the zipper on the pocket of the backpack of my unsuspecting friend. :saywhat: As he glassed the canyon I eased the zipper open on his pack and slipped in the cat scat. :bigsmyl:
I watched a fella deposit a LIVE bug ( some kinda ROLLER BUG) in another fellas Luggage.....Wonder what happened there. :scared: :scared:
As I recall the bug had a note tied to him. :biglaugh: :biglaugh:
As a kid I used to go Ice Fishing w/ a favorite Uncle. He was a cross between John Wayen and Archie Bunker...anyway. I loved that man dearly.
We're out ice fishing in miserable cold weather one day. Nothing biting at all. Uncle Tom rebaits a tip-up of mine and assures me within 5 minutes there will be a 15 Lb lake trout on that line. Then he walks away. Sure nuff' a few minutes later he's yelling at me cause that tip-up sprung it's flag. Me, as a very excitable 10 year old, goes running for the tip-up. And when I arrive I can see the spool is running and that line is off to the side, just like it's supposed to be. Well I rip that tip-up outta the hole, set the hook and start pulling. The fish seems heavy and swimming in all directions. I am excited! Yahoo man, we're gunna be eating fish! As I pull I get to see a bit of "color" through the inky blackness of deep lakewater iced over. I pull those last few feet of line in and out pops the lid to the frying pan that we used to grill hot dogs on. Uncle Tom and my dad are spittin a gut laughin' at me.
A precious moment in my life, even though I was the butt of the joke. :biglaugh:
I like to help a buddy out of his truck by putting buck lure in his heating vents(in the truck). I got tired of trying to put deer in front of em, only to find out he was sleeping in his truck....it worked. :saywhat:
Years ago my huntin bud shot a very nice black bear that tipped the scales at around 400# (honest!)
He sent the hide to the taxidermist to have it rugged. I was able to get to the taxidermist on the day it was ready and brought it to my buddy... except I exchanged it with a very small and very ratty bear hide.
The group I had assembled for the grand opening had a great laugh at my buddie's disbelief when he opened the box... I could run much faster then.
One year hunting in Minnesota for bear, the outfitter had us set up camp in a really bad swampy area.
That fall when he came to hunt antelope with myself and my other buds, we took him to the top of a hill before daylight and left him with the reasurance that the antelope would be all over him come daylight.
As the sun rose it revealed a great veiw of the town dump and little else.
He did get his antelope on that trip.
hey greg, remind me not to go hunting with you....
Dudley, that joke was plain WRONG!!!!!
One time I got my Dad looking at a nearby live hornet's nest through some binoculars. Tickled the back of his neck with a piece of grass, he came totally unglued!
Dan
Vance, I forgot about the hitch hiking beatle. Never heard a peep out of that practical joke either. Where's Bob? CK
Good thing Herb has a since of humor! That boy is big enough to make things uncomfortable!
This past weekend we had a father and son campout in the Adirondacks and all during the day we kept the kids thinking about all the black bears in the area. Set the boys (aged 13 and older) up all day for a restless night thinking about bears! I even took a handful of corn chips and threw it into the boys open fronted lean-to. Told them it would keep the bears out of my lean-to. Well a little after 1 AM I pulled out my tanned 7' black bear hide and made a little visit to their lean to! Well, you can imagine the results! I had two of the boys admit that they were huddled in a ball on their cot praying! One said he was too scared to even look. One saw me scratch the corner of one of the lower cots and he was thinking "oh no, Jeff is going to die". After revealing myself to the boys they were very relieved. One of the older boys (17) said, "you are just mean"! We had a great time with it and they all admitted that it was one of the funnest and most exciting (scary) campouts they've ever been on!
While heading in to our treestands with and old friend who was new to deer hunting, we stopped to chat and while he was looking away, I placed a hand full of chocolate coated raisins behind him. I cautioned him not to step in the deer dropings behind him and commented on how fresh the sign was. "Ya think so?"he said excitedly.
I reached down and picked some up and said it looks real fresh and handed him some. Smells fresh to, don't you think, I said. When I poped some in my mouth and said yup it sure tastes fresh, he came unglued and I had all I could do to keep a straight face.
We took a fella on his first bearhunt in Maine last year. We filled his head with bear tales all week, especially the scary ones.His tracks to the bait showed that when he walked in, the strides were short and deliberate, and when he ran out at dark, they were long and far apart!The guide played a major part of the story telling,adding that a week before ours, a camper was torn from his trailer and found without his arms.
Our friend shot a bear the last nite and we trailed it the next morning. As the guide was cleaning his bear, we distracted him and planted a very realistic rubber hand in the guts of the bear.
When it popped out of the belly our young friend looked like he saw a ghost!He just about lost his breakfast, but soon our laughter changed his mood.
Best part was, we recorded it on his own camcorder! Great moment, caught forever!
Marty that was awesome. I'd love to hunt with your group!
Short on time will think of some later but one I can
think of now is my buddy put a little green frog in another friends red man pouch guess where it went first grab.Kip
Very Funny CK! I didn't discover the bobcat crap until I was going through my backpack getting ready for turkey hunting this spring. What the %&%*^(#$?????
And here I just blamed it on a mouse! Should have known better..... :readit:
:biglaugh: :biglaugh:
Lookie here, Joe Lasch showed up to claim the prize. :readit:
:goldtooth:
We were rabbit hunting one day and I rolled a nice size stone down through the weeds behind my buddy. He missed it twice and swore it was a rabbit.. Did the same thing to my Dad a few times, damn that man sure could shoulder a shotgun fast:)
I like the ole fart a-matic trick. Take a coat hanger and cut off about a 8 inch piece. Bend it into a square U shape, bend little loops on the two ends. Tie two rubber bands to a nickle size washer then connect the loose ends of the rubber bands to the loops on the coat hanger. Twist the washer several times to tighten up the rubber bands then slip the thing under yer butt when yer sitten on a chair, a vinyl chair works best. When ya lean over real slow the washer starts spinning and sounds like a fart. You would be surprized how many guys actualy can smell it:) Pulled that on a waitress in a resturant once, that whizzed her off:)
There's always the black snake in the sleeping bag trick just to liven things up.
Then there's the steel plate over the scoring area of a target but you have to have a friend that can hit the target for this to work. Works best if you shoot first and hit too far back, then make a wager "$20 says you can't stick an arrow in any scoring ring". Notice the word "stick".
When I was a Platoon Sergeant we played a trick on my Platoon Leader just before a briefing with the CO, we took a pair of binos and coated the rubber cups with black kiwi (shoe polish) then folded them down narrow. When the LT walked up we handed him the binos and told him to check out the womens shower tent which he did immediately and had to widen the glasses while looking through them to see anything leaving him looking like rocky raccoon, upon seeing nothing he handed them back and ran off to his briefing...I sure do miss messing with young LT's.
Tom
I almost got thrown out of a hunting camp once for this one. I went to the outhouse and saw a little possum, so I caught him and took him inside and hid him in the first pair of boots by the door. I waited for a while for the owner of those boots to visit the outhouse, then fell asleep. Woke up in the middle of the night to the worse yelling and screaming you ever heard, when the camp owner decided to slip on his boots and visit the outhouse. I guess my laughter gave me away, and I had to do some 'splaining and fast talking in order to avoid walking home that night........
Marty posted-
"Our friend shot a bear the last nite and we trailed it the next morning. As the guide was cleaning his bear, we distracted him and planted a very realistic rubber hand in the guts of the bear.
When it popped out of the belly our young friend looked like he saw a ghost!He just about lost his breakfast, but soon our laughter changed his mood."
I was on that trip with Marty and a few other nice fellas...and let me tell you, it was a laugh riot the whole time..really had a blast. Was going to go to Africa in July with him and was really looking forward to the time we would have spent....he's a jokester for sure!
As to the idea of putting women's lingerie inside the luggage of a campmate just before he goes home........
that seems a little over the edge to me...remind me NOT to go on a trip with you, OK? Snakes in my sleeping bag (as long as its not a black mamba or a coral snake ok) but no women's dainties in my luggage, please. Been married a long time and want to stay that way.
Got an old wig or hairpiece laying around??? Stuff it down at the bottom of someone's sleeping bag. Seen some people move real fast coming out of a sleeping bag after sticking their little bare tootsies down against that furry critter. :rolleyes:
Well, we got a few Trad Gangers just the other day....seems there was a big Brew Ha Ha boiling over Miss Kim's Cookies on The "ITS UP....ST JUDES....ITS UP" thread.
Guys were paring up, then teams and aliances were formed to take the finall bid of Miss Kim's treats.....
Dick 'rabbitman' Easter kept telling them boys on the other team that he had a secret weapon...and they just kept on hammering him and team mate Border Bob Walker....
I came up with this as a little joke....I posted that Bob Walker had unleashed the secret weapon!!!!!.....and this was ALL the other team could see when they tried and tried to log back into Trad Gang the 1st day of the Auction.....
Sorry, access has been denied by Border Ranger Walker and his Cookie Comandos.
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Hoo-wee!Don't get between an administrator/moderator & Miss Kim's cookies! :readit:
It was a lesson well learned TXRED. Them boys will do anything for their cookies! We're being REAL nice to them now! :notworthy: :notworthy: :biglaugh: :biglaugh:
When I get a new guest at my camp just before dark,the nite before the season I ask them if they brought their can of paint,of course they didn't don't know what for.I say come with me I have one and take them for a ride about 2-miles down the paved road have them paint a circle on some roadkill and then tell them tomorrow after the hunt if nobody kills we will come back and get everything not in a painted circle,fresh meat for supper.Can of paint $3.00,Gas $3.00,Look on their face priceless.Kip
This is a tough crowd: fake heads, rubber hands, fake snakes and spiders, etc.
Honorable mention has to go to Dudley for this line:
"Matter of fact, if it wasn't for gravity, he wouldn't have enough ambition for a bowel movement."
I'll be using this line!
When I was a boy, "Uncle Bob" came to visit from Kansas City. He was the kind of guy that had done everything and better than everyone else. Well we all went on a fishing trip on a creek and had set out several limb lines. It was just getting dark when a screech owl cut loose. Needless to say Uncle Bob seemed a little nervous. He asked what that was and my dad said that it was a wild cat and not to worry as long as we had a good fire going. Dad motioned for me to get in the boat and off we went, leaving Bob alone attending the fire and keeping company to that "wildcat". As we made it back I looked up the creek and saw the biggest dang camp fire that I had ever seen. I had to hand to him on collecting firewood. I couldn't have collected that much wood in a week. Couldn't have gotten 100 ft from that fire either. And Bob was still hauling wood. Ol' Red Adair would have been proud. Never will forget it.... John