6th year school pranks.

... is there a fixation going on with secondary school pranks, or is this a thread expected to give indication on AH posters age ?!?
- asking due to my limited exposure to the irish school culture: primary school up to now, secondary would follow.

Used to be harmless enough at my school, but ramped up yearly.

There used to be a tuck shop in the sports complex off the school, run by the Geography teacher. It had one of those roller doors, the metal kind. Anyhow, Couple of cute lads came in, with pieces of wood, and hammered them to either side of the window, preventing the roller door from shutting. They then proceeded to batter the teacher with rotten eggs and other general stuff used for pranking. For about twenty mins.

The teacher ended up retiring on health grounds, his nerves were gone.

Faugheen wrote: »

That's not a prank. That's just scumbag behaviour.

Agreed - and the teacher was a decent bloke, there were far worse than him. He made an effort to make his classes interesting

We were innocent as feck in my year, we all just turned up in Hawaiian shirts and shorts one random day near to the end.

Half dozen eggs in hot press for a month, leave them in random locations where they'd get smashed like behind a door. You'd have to coat them paint to prevent them from cracking in the hot press.

The smell is unpleasant.

The old cling film stretched across the toilet,worked a few times in the different cubicles,done it once in teachers jacks,never heard any reports,can i just thank the caretaker for letting us in

Or the prank where you offer to massage your PE teacher's thighs for 45 minutes to get out of double Irish. He wasn't even injured. Classic.

There was a patch of grass in our school that one of the teachers used now himself regularly. He also had a few idioms he used to say during his lessons.

A group the year before me burnt the phrases into the grass with petrol. Only half decent. One I remember anyway

Nothing spectaclar, but squirting glue into keyholes was a popular one when I left.

I vaguely remember the vice-principal's bike being hoisted into the flagpole by the leaving year when I was a couple of years younger.

I think some wild ‘uns sprayed shaving foam on the teachers’ windscreens, maybe some water squirting in the halls; that was kind of the extent of it. We were more into signing shirts and bags in my year

Atoms for Peace wrote: »

Something with either fire or water is always good.

The day we left school, lads in my year padlocked the only exit gates shut, and lit a bonfire on the other side of it with books and uniforms, so no-one could get in or out. Fire brigade were called to put it out!!

We had the old-fashioned 'rolling' chalk boards. I remember somebody put a dead rat on top of the board, and when the teacher rolled the board to write on the clean side, the dead rat fell on her head. Some skit lol

Crock Rock wrote: »

A few scumbags in my year poured cement into the cisterns in the student toilets on a Friday afternoon, needless to say come Monday the toilets were banjaxed.

That is hilarious