The Hotfoot

[high fly]

I like a good practical joke, especially the classics.
As a kid I had the disappearing ink to squirt on people.
Then there’s the move when you’re carrying a long 2x4, someone behind you calls out your name and when you turn, the end of the board behind you hits one guy on the noggin; and when you spin around to react to his yelp, you whack a second guy, who yells, causing you to spin back the other way smacking the first guy again, and so on.

The thumbtack on the teachers seat is another classic.


But really, is there any classic practical joke that can top the hotfoot?


I say the hotfoot belongs in a hall of fame somewhere.
I don’t know the history of the hotfoot, but it’s gotta be an American invention.
No way the French, Brits, Germans or Chinee could come up with a practical joke as brilliant as the hotfoot....

[Marc with a c]

roger mcdowell. fym!!

[MacVittie]

The Joy Buzzer is a classic as well. Probably one of my earliest cartoon prank memories.

http://www.thingsyouneverknew.com/images/en_US/local/products/detail/p836.jpg

[Foster]

leave a burning bag of dog crap on someones front porch always good for a laugh,

unless the fire gets out of control and burns down the house, then its not funny anymore

[MacVittie]

leave a burning bag of dog crap on someones front porch always good for a laugh,

unless the fire gets out of control and burns down the house, then its not funny anymore

Along those lines, I loved the prank of filling a purse with dogshit and putting a dollar bill sticking out of it a la Mighty Ducks.

[PD]

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2032247544524459930&hl=en

[high fly]

The Joy Buzzer is a classic as well. Probably one of my earliest cartoon prank memories.

http://www.thingsyouneverknew.com/images/en_US/local/products/detail/p836.jpg

Yeah, I always wanted a joy buzzer.
A friend had one and it didn't produce the hair-raisin electrical shock, though. It just had some damned thing kind of like a golf shoe cleat that spun around....

[Marc with a c]

http://homerderby.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/daisuke-matsuzaka-bubble-gum-hat-prank.jpg

[KC2OSO]

wow...

[jessicaduh]

i am soooo not a practical joke fan. douchebags, the lot of ya!

[high fly]

i am soooo not a practical joke fan. douchebags, the lot of ya!



I bet you'd change your mind if you managed to slip a friend a cigarette load....

[jessicaduh]

who knew cigarettes could cum?

[high fly]

explosively, too; which inspires awe and jealousy.........

[sr71blackbird]

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[Mullenax]

What about the one where you set a drunk guy's ragged jeans threads on fire?
It must have a name.

[burrben]

tomfoolery, all of it

[PapaBear]

I bet you'd change your mind if you managed to slip a friend a cigarette load....
My brother did that to his wife once. She went ballistic. Screamed that she was going to sue Marlboro. He finally fessed up as she was jumping into her car to go confront the store where she got the smokes. They later divorced. She's dead now.

[high fly]

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Heh heh heh, thanks, SR71.
That's what I was thinking of.
My first exposure to the hotfoot was in cartoons.
I'm not big on practical jokes, but I'd love to be able to pull off a hotfoot.


I guess the best practical joke I ever pulled off was on a close friend named Benny.
We worked together in a modular homes plant.
This line of work is brutal because there are rigorous physical demands and mental pressure, too because there was a schedule to meet and an assembly line where you could not delay those behind you and had to keep plenty of work pushed up the line to those ahead of you, and typically do so short-handed.
I was foreman over the wall-build section where me and my two crews framed and glued sheetrock on the walls to 5 houses a day.
Much hijinks took place and served to take the edge off a very difficult job.
Benny and I did stuff to each other frequently.

One day he got me mad by knocking my baseball cap off the hook and then "accidently" dropping a glob of glue from a glue gun into it as he walked by (we used construction adhesive dispensed from a caulking gun, but one that is twice as big as the one you folks are used to).
I had to retaliate.
The plant was very noisy and it was not hard to sneak up on someone if they were concentrating on something and while out of his line of vision, I noticed Benny reach for a set of blueprints for the next order we were going to build.
A plan came immediately to mind.

There he stood in front of a stack of sheetrock that must have been about 4 feet high; atop which he placed the blueprints and leaned over, closely studying them as I moved in from behind.
His attention was fully occupied and the bottom edge of the blueprints fortuitously extended past the edge of the sheetrock as he leaned forward.
I eased up behind Benny, real slick like, with a loaded glue gun in hand. I had to move quickly because I knew what he was about to do.
Right behind him, I reached around his waist with my weapon of choice and the blueprints hanging over prevented him from seeing the snout of that glue gun hover momentarily over one of the pouches of his tool apron, and then I squeezed out a nice sized glob of gooey construction adhesive right on top of his tape measure, then eased back to await the show.
I had backed off about 8 or 10 feet when Benny decided to check the scale on the prints, leaned back slightly and plunged his right hand absentmindedly into the pouch of his tool apron and his eyes got to be the size of baseballs as his hand jerked out and up, holding his tape measure somewhere in the middle of the goo that covered his fingers.
It was better than I expected.
I was laughing so hard I had to grab something to keep from falling down as he wheeled around to see me busting up all over the place.
Benny let out a nice string of profanity and bloodthirsty threats, grabbed his hammer and chased me around the shop for a minute or so till he cooled down.

He got me back, later......

[ANC]

roger mcdowell. fym!!

:clap:.... that Let's Go Mets video haunts me to this day..

I could've sworn I had a similar thread..

[CHUCKWAGONCOOK]

and then what happened?

[ADF]

When I was in the Air Force stationed in Korea I quickly learned never to leave my hat unattended. It would be wrapped up in a wad of duct tape that would take a half hour to unravel.

My favorite was poking a tiny hole my enemy's water bottle. It takes them a moment or two to find out they're dribbling on themselves.