(February 28, 2020 at 6:33 pm)chimp3 Wrote: I have had this friend since we were in 8th grade. We pranked each other until we were in our 30's. I believe we stopped because getting kicked in the balls hurts worse and longer the older you get. That was not the prank but sometimes we pushed it too far and one of us would go Kamakazi. When we were in high school he drove a 1956 Chevy Apache pick up. He was giving me a ride home and I got to the parking lot first. I turned the windshield wiper knob to on position. Then I spent a half hour gathering grasshoppers. I put a dozen or more under each wiper blade. When he started the truck the windshield was smeared green. I had to walk home that day. It was worth it.
A group of us were sitting outside one night in our little cul-de-sac on Ft. Jackson...some enjoying adult beverages and some just enjoying hanging out. One of the missing was in bed early so he could get up pre-dawn and go fishing. We did everything we could to convince his wife to get us his truck keys so we could free the crickets he had purchased for bait - well, sort of free them - turn them loose in his truck was more like it.
After realizing that this could lead to everyone getting woken up early by a screaming, apoplectic Jack and his wife would be in deep shit for weeks, cooler heads prevailed. We laughed about the plan but decided it was best for all involved to not follow through.
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