Caller ID messed up the fun

Foul Mike

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Before caller ID became a thing kids used to get together and entertain themselves with a "Telephone Hour" and make prank calls, such as calling the local Drug Store and asking if they had Prince Albert in a can or call the local bar when it was busy and ask for them to page Jack Mehoff.
Did any of you do things like that and what were your favorites? FM
 
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Oh hell before that was "party lines" (one line feeding multiple houses) At Grandma's house when I was little (back in the 70's) I used listen in on the neighbor teenager talking dirty to her boy friend. I would start to laugh and they would shit, scream and hang up. Good memories.
 
I have a few years on you and plenty of experience with the party lines. Seems like there was always some old gossiper that would hold the line up for hours where nobody could call in or out. Sometimes you would have to break in and tell them you had an urgent call that you needed to make and they would get off so you could make your call. As soon as the call got hooked up you could bet your ass she would be back on there too checking to see what was so important that you broke in on she and Minnie discussing the next Home Demonstration Party. My Grandpa would often call her back up and tell her the line was now open so she could resume her call with Minnie and tell her thank you for getting off.
They are good memories, especially in small towns and rural area all over the country. You could also always call her up some time and find out what was going on with everybody that was on the line as she liked to gossip, neighborhood news my Grandpa called it.
Of course things like that were what put the Devil on us younuns and we would think up all kinds of things to get the Old Hag going. You could hear over the receiver that someone was on then start spinning a tall tale.
What kind of basically innocent pranks did you and your friends do?
We had telephone operators that hooked the lines up and everybody knew who they were in my small town/area and if you did something bad she would get a call in to your Dad and an asswhoopin may be coming or an attaboy. FM
 
My grandad taught me to go to the roadside dinner and order eggs. The waitress would ask "how do you like your eggs?" Reply was "Oh I like em!" She would grin and ask "How do you like them cooked". "Oh I like em even better cooked!"
Whenever a local diner got a new waitress we couldnt wait try it out.
The more experienced waitresses would grin seeing grandad and me, knowing what was coming.

That man never swore once that I heard and I spent a lot of my youth around him. Practical joker to the max and a polite gentleman.
 
You can still have fun with telemarketers. I don't do this anymore. It was fun before I had kids though.

Someone calls to sell lightbulbs or whatever. I would act interested. I'm asking questions, seem like I'm sold then pretend I have kids and they're doing something and start yelling and cussing the pretend kids. Go back to the person selling whatever and apologize and continue with what to buy whatever. This would go on, back and forth, getting more aggressive, hateful, telling the pretend kids they act just like their stupid bitch mother, she must have shacked up with a f'ing retard cause they can't be mine, ..., ....

You'll get some interesting responses. :-D
 
My grandad taught me to go to the roadside dinner and order eggs. The waitress would ask "how do you like your eggs?" Reply was "Oh I like em!" She would grin and ask "How do you like them cooked". "Oh I like em even better cooked!"
Whenever a local diner got a new waitress we couldnt wait try it out.
The more experienced waitresses would grin seeing grandad and me, knowing what was coming.

That man never swore once that I heard and I spent a lot of my youth around him. Practical joker to the max and a polite gentleman.

thats a nice story, man...
 
You guys are doing good. I too was put up to doing thing by my Grandad. He had all kinds of things up his sleeve and knew what to say and do. He taught me lots of things.
It is too bad our Grandchildren don't get to pull these pranks.
I know my kids were taught well and pulled off lots of funny shit and had lots of pretty much innocent fun that is no longer
Now they just play video games with not a thought as to getting their friends together and calling the ice cream store and asking if a Sundae is only available on Sunday and why not?
Should be lots of memories on this thread. FM
 
Early 60's we had the party lines. Dad and Mom used it as a way to instill manners into us little hellions. And they always heard if we had been troublesome to others.

Then later, the late 60's, there was, what we called, the "beep line". It was a number we could call and get a busy signal. The good part was that all of the other people that called the same number was on the same line with the same busy signal. Everyone could talk to each other between the beeps. Got more than a few dates through that.

Prince Albert and the refrigerator were standbys as well.

Good times. It is sad that the current generation will never experience the despair of having to take a shit without a phone.

Thank you,
MrSmith
 
get mr and mrs name from telephone book...
call, pretend you are a radio station and are giving 5k to anyone who can give you 3 definitions of the word indefinately, in 60 seconds...
this here is funny in its self, people hate to loose and some are fiercly competitive, you hear all kinds of stuff...
after they cant get it, time expires, and in your best radio voice tell them that when your balls are smakin so an so in the ass you know youre in definately...
oh jeeze people about choke, who is this? how did you get my name?
 
We pulled a few phone pranks.

We also turned a greased young pig loose in the halls at school, a bunch of gardener snakes in the girls locker room, bull frog in a teachers desk.
I once swiped some keys and cellophaned the toilet in the bathroom for the lady teachers in the teachers lounge. That was epic!

There were also some shenanigans with using the school PA system to play recordings so we could be gone before the caught us. I remember when I played Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen it was a riot.

I love a good harmless prank and all the better now that you can capture it on video so easy.
 
A youngster I know tried the above with several buds several years ago.
They were dialing random numbers and pulling the usual pranks.
On the third try they accidentally dialed the local state cop.
He recognized some of the peckerwood's voices.
He called the Dad and set up a "sting".
Scared the hell outa the kids, lol.


R
 
We were nastier.

We'd look in the phone book and find an odd foreign name like 'Zbrkowskovitch' and call and ask for Mr Zbrowskovitch. When he said this is he, we'd scream his name and say "Thats not a name its a curse."

Around Christmas we'd call random numbers and hope to get young kids and tell them it was Santa and they werent getting any presents.

Or we'd call and ask if we could come over and beat your ass. Then I gave my buddy the number of Dave, the baddest fucker in town and Marc called him. When he heard Marc ask if he could come beat his ass he recognized his voice and says "Sure Oyer, come on over. Or Ill catch you in school Monday." Needless to say, Oyer was pissed.

And while we're at it,

Does your nose run?
Do your feet smell?
Youre built backwards, bitch.
 
We would do the usual above also we would wait until about 2 in the morning all call some old fart and say sir could you come and get your damn goat out of my garden and they would always say I don't have a damn goat and we would say good cause we don't have a damn garden.
 
As a kid my older brother and I would call in on the annual PBS fundraiser while they were live with the operators in the background, would really enjoy watching the guy or gal we just messed with hang up the phone on us live and say something to the operator next to us. Kind of messed up of us, we loved watching Electric Company back in the day when PBS actually was worthwhile.

I still enjoy trolling the South Asian "This is Microsoft support calling about a problem with your Microsoft computer..." fuckheads. I act like an old man (not hard for me these days) and lead them on for quite some time, like I'm doing what they are telling me to do that would allow them to take control of my computer and encrypt it, and then would have to pay their cyber ransom to get it unlocked. It "works" for them right up until I tell them I found the problem myself because I have an Apple symbol on the lid of my laptop. I then tell them I buggered their mother in the ass last night and impregnated their wife, that or I enjoyed killing their kind and hope to do it again real soon.

They usually hang up on me at that point...
 
Before caller ID
I keep my outgoing cell number turned off unless I'm calling those I know. If you want to have some fun take your hot spot an rename it "FBI Van 3829" or some other number, an carry it on road trips. The latest/best fun is sending what ever business name as the caller, or knowing the wife will pick up his phone and it says "Big Tits" or hers says "loving arms". Electronics work both ways, these days. LOL