Outdoor Pranks and Embarrassments

poke frowny faces in all the leaves on the ground at a popular campground.

its one of those things the next group might not really notice but when one of them do its pretty much the scariest thing i can think of, especially if the campground is remote

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>>1020305
>Snipe hunting

Snipe are real though.

>go on actual snipe hunt
>not get any snipe
>unload shotguns
>walking home on road
>FUCKING SNIPE FLIES RIGHT OVER US

>Love camping
>Hate spiders

what did I do to deserve this fate.

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I think it's fun to mock-up a death/murder scene/shallow grave sorta thing for people to find. It wastes so much time and resources.
>dirty up and partially bury some scattered bones
>have some old clothes strew about
>a torn-up tent
>maybe a potential cause of death nearby (shovel, club, aluminum cookware, etc).

pic sorta related, a miscarriage I made for a prank

>>1020318
>unload shotguns
fucking idiots don't deserve snipe.

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>>1020323
You were the real quiet one in class weren't you.

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>>1020325

>>1020318
>duck hunting
>duck flies by while I'm taking a piss
>REEEEEE and go home

>>1020323
That got left in a wendys toilet, didn't it.

>>1020367
haha, that's the one!

>Be me
>Go camping with church Boy Scouts
>Talk scrubscouts into believing snipe are not just real, (of course they are), but are catchable in bags
>Print off fake snipe hunting accounts from spoof website
>Teach them to yell "Coo-loo-coo-coo" while clacking two sticks together
>Tell them to listen for replies; follow replies;bag bird
>110% sold
>Night falls
>Assistant scout master and oldscouts go to "meetings"
>Secretly hide in woods on other side of camp's barbed wire fence
>Gonna be the Snipes; gonna screw with scrubscouts
>I stay back at camp
>Things go well; scrubscouts spend ~40 mins chasing snipe calls and looking foolish
>Assistant scout master gets sloppy; doesn't listen closely
>Scrubscouts step on him as he's hunkered down
>In full LARP mode ASM jumps up, hunched over and squatting, flapping his arms like a chicken
>ASM takes off chicken running through the dark forest squawking "cuhloo-cuhloo-cuhloo" in a full panic
>Scrubscouts give chase like a bunch of pigmy savages
>Campground comes alive at the ruckus
>Something is going full retard in the woods
>Bring up new Gen 1 NV set; just barely good enough to see the woods
>ASM comes flying over the barbed wire fence, still bent over, squawking and flapping
>Tells us the story as we die laughing
>Managed to lose savage scrubscouts on the way back
>Other oldscouts manage to regain scrubscouts attention and escape
>Scrubscouts spend another hour chasing shadows
>Scrubscouts return, telling us, with full conviction, about how they nearly caught the "Queen Snipe"
>Get to hear their POV of nearly catching a 3-foot-tall squawking menace
>Don't know if anyone ever told them the truth

>>1020305
>be me
>be like 8
>4thofjulyfireworks.jpg
>local city lake
>gotta piss
>early 90s was flashlight or fuckoff
>i fuckedoff
>been pissing in stool in tin shack at lake for my entire life
>feel the wall as i look around in pitch black, kinda hoping on one foot to make noise for scare off snakes and touch pisser with other foot so can half way aim my 1 inch dick where i should
>hop, hop, crash...
>pisser is gone
>what turns out to be a small cardboard sign saying sorry shitters full was cover a hole in the ground
>pulled my groin
>neck deep in hole full of other peoples shit
>left leg is against my head
>hole so tight my fat ass wedged
>looking back being wedged was lucky. Could have drown in shit....
>wedged and cant breathe hardly
>try and yell but mashed my throat on the ground hole edge
>similar to movie karate chop
>set in feces for what seems like days hyperventilating until dad and a few of his friends find me.
>at 31 years old i still get to hear this "hilarious" story of my almost death
>go home
>sprayed with cold garden hose
>take 2 showers, scrub with bleach cause wtf do i know
>bleach body is now clean and on fire while depressed.

Got to hear the fireworks go off while fighting for my life.

Got to see 2 large red flashes while riding in the back of the pickup. ...covered in shit.

True story. I don't roleplay. No need. My life is shit...

>>1020836
Anon, you win the thread.

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>>1020836
Holy fucking shit