Prank Call To Navy Recruiter

Thanks!

How big a boy are ya? (I laugh at “Roy” every time. Especially when I visualize what his life is like)

disc jockeys Brent Douglas and Phil Stone

Shouldn't that read "Juvenile jerks Brent Douglas and Phil Stone?"

Prank calls are what junior high kids used to do.

The one of the invalid to the Sheriff is my favorite.

I thought they passed a law against this, who doesn’t have caller ID?

Roy D. MERCER,,,
FUNNY STUFF!

Boy do I miss that radio show. Drove to work maybe 20 years listening to those guys doing Greek Theater, Roy Mercer, Dix Lexit the weatherman.

That was my first reaction too, however, when you listen to it you will most likely enjoy it. It is funny, and the recruiter enjoyed it. I don’t want to give it way if you decide to listen.

“Do you have Prince Albert in a can?”

Maybe I'm a little too uptight but I think it's low rent.Respect for the Armed Forces is the order of the day.If you're gonna prank call someone make it Rat Party Headquarters.Tell them you found a flash drive on a bus in Omaha showing pictures of iLLary semi comatose with several empty gin bottles at her feet.

Funny stuff! Direct link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLuhOhkUykM

I enjoyed the one to Stone Cold Steve Austin. LOL “well how big a boy are ya?”

True Story

In 1979 my friends and myself enlisted our friend in the Army over the Phone pretending to be him! We had all the information, Work,DOB,SS,Drivers License,maiden names... we all grew up together. We had everything all set, he just needed to sign his name. We arranged for the recruiter to pick him up after work. The recruiter showed up at Dinner Time at is Parents House to Pick Him Up. He knew his Whole Life Story!, thanks to us. He did not go, but it was pretty damned funny listening to him and his parents tell the story until we confessed.

Maybe I'm a little too uptight but I think it's low rent. Respect for the Armed Forces is the order of the day.

This one was done many years ago. It is from an earlier time when this type of thing was viewed differently and people were not as uptight about talking to others. There was no disrespect shown to the recruiter. Judging from his laughter, he seemed to enjoy the call.

4later

Ooohh jeez I haven’t heard that in years...I heard several long ago, funny stuff.

I’ve pulled a few pranks here and there but never was able to pull off anything like this.

True story -

I worked at a machine shop in the 90’s, boss was a good friend. I stopped him one afternoon before we left and told him whatever he did, be sure he was NOT the first one into the creamer jar the next morning. And wouldn’t tell him why, that would spoil the joke.

So the next day, the guy who was always last one in got there, (never ever late, just always last one to work) and went to the coffee pot as usual. Poured a cup of coffee, poured in some sugar, poured in some creamer and reached for a spoon...

The spoon stopped about an inch above the cup, he got this really weird look on his face, looked at us and said “what the hell?”

I had powdered up two Alka Seltzer tablets and mixed it into the last couple of tablespoons of CoffeeMate in the jar...

Another guy in the same shop always kept a white coffee cup of water on his tool box. Bottom half was a roll around, plenty room. He’d take a drink every 20 minutes or so and go back to his milling machine. One day I brought in a small jar of yellow food coloring...

So we got a good laugh out of the one and the boss asked me if I still had the food coloring. He said Bill, the shipping guy, had a quart of water in the fridge. Oh yeah...so he opened the fridge, and I saw the light change when the second door in the middle hall opened and said “HEY”...He closed it quick and we all tried to act innocent. It didn’t work, Bill was really suspicious. He opened every drawer in his desk with a foot long ruler...

So we kept him going all afternoon, this happened just after lunch. every time I saw the light change between the doors I’d say something, we’d all act suspicious.

The boss finally told him about 4:30PM we never did a thing, just kept him going all day. It was hilarious, and worked even better than if we actually had done something.

He was the guy who would always throw firecrackers in the bathroom with you, it had a crack under he door about an inch high, not much you could do. I threw in a zinger with him one day...no way he could keep up with it, he’d usually stomp on firecrackers, we were always trying to get him.

Not sure what the real name is, what I’m calling a zinger is like a firecracker but with holes in the side, when lit it shoots fire out the holes and whizzes around all over the place making a lot of noise.

Found a 30 foot tape measure cut into 4 foot sections and thrown in the trash one day...folded up a section into a roll, put it into one of the smaller trays in a friend’s toolbox, then asked him if I could borrow his calipers, which I knew were in the same drawer...Yeah he got me back...I don’t remember what he did...

On his birthday he worked nights, so I went in for a visit at lunch. Said bye and left, got a couple of 2 liter coke bottles out of my car and a roll of toilet paper. Covered every window in his truck with it, then left a birthday card under the windshield wiper...

Also pulled the same Alka Seltzer trick in that shop, different shop, got the owner who everybody HATED...nobody would tell him who did it. I think everybody but he and his wife knew, and we got a good laugh about that one...

OK...My uncle, who left us many years ago, was a major prankster. My grandparents had a phone that was on a party line with several black families, they knew them all, and knew whose ring was which. One long ring was ours, others had one long and one short, or two short, one short then one long, etc.

So the phone rang one day, it was for an older black lady up the highway we knew was out of town to visit her sister. Now this is north Louisiana backwoods folk, all rednecks, but everybody knew my grandparents and thought very highly of them. The blacks had a very distinct backwoods dialect. So my uncle answered the phone, instantly knew he recognized the other lady’s voice, another neighbor, and started to mimic the woman she had called. He was really good at it, we were all sitting around the living room about to explode, I don’t know how he kept a straight face. We were all laughing so hard we could barely keep quiet.

He talked to her for over 5 minutes, then finally started to chuckle and admitted who he was, in his normal voice...he told us later she said “Oh James Thomas you crazy fool”...and they laughed and talked for another 10 minutes...I couldn’t believe it, she didn’t get mad or anything, sat there and talked to him for a while. After he told her the lady she called was out of town...of course she had already known him most of his life (he was about 20) and knew he loved to pull pranks like that so I guess she just took it in stride...

Now the other side of that story...they also knew any time they had been out of work during the depression, my grandmother was there on their door the next day with a couple of big bags of groceries out of her garden, and when my grandparents had a 40 acre cotton field, they had people lined up every year to work, never had to look for any help. That was always the first place they would try, they knew they would be treated better than most anywhere else. My grandmother would cook lunch for everyone, any time their kids walked down the road toward school in worn out clothes or shoes, she’d send some better ones over. She had 8 kids, always had some extras especially when her youngest was in jr high school. When she died, her funeral was the biggest ever in that town until then, every bank president came, school principals, every cop who was off duty, judges, even the congressman flew in from DC. She helped them all through the depression...everyone remembered that little old half indian woman from the boonies. (Half Cherokee or Opelousas, I can’t remember which)