Memories of Halloween Past, what did you do?

[Foul Mike]

This year's Halloween for me was a bust for the most part. I have lots of candy left over and not one prank in my neighborhood. I guess that is good but not very exciting.
I could have written a book as to the things we did as kids and youths or Utes.
I know I am an Old Fart, but in the past would have been out looking for the Pranksters to catch them in the act, and catch them I did. After catching them I always let them go unless it was something really stupid then I held them for the Police. I was out there last night to get with them but nobody showed. All I got was COLD. Come on you Punks, I am ready. and I have candy to give you for your efforts.
Are they all just watching their gameboys, video games and/or too lazy or afraid to go fuck with the Old Vet who will catch them in the act? Very disappointed to say the least, as I was ready.
What were some of the pranks you pulled off when young?
As stated, I could write a book, we did a lot of bad shit but nothing that would endanger anyone but sure as hell piss them off. Some got more than others depending as to what they deserved. I was a bad kid and always a thorn in my parents ass, but I did get retributions on a lot of assholes that were a thorn in MY ass.
What did YOU do? FM

 

[Srgt. Hulka]

I never was one for the tricks. It was all about the treats for me. When I was a kid, we literally ran from house to house trick-or-treating, so that we could hit every house in the neighborhood before having to quit. We'd end up with a half a pillowcase full of crap.

You should have come to my house last night Mike. We had probably 1000 trick-or-treaters last night. I think they buss them into our neighborhood.

 

[hlee]

Do? The only thing I did on Halloween was to stay out until every porch light was turned out in the neighborhood.

 

[Foul Mike]

I wish I had been there. I would have enjoyed it. FM
I can only imagine all of the neat and not so neat costumes you got to see.
Count yourself as one of the lucky ones and remember this year as a good one as I don't get to see that anymore.

 

[Maser]

Never really did the pranks thing on Halloween because people expected them. Much like April Fools Day. My pranks happened when people would least expect them. Anyways my Halloweens were a bit on the boring side. Took my little brother out trick-o-treating and he would meet up with a huge group of his friends with their parents and would go off with them and I was free to get drunk and high with my friends. Pretty much all you do in a farm town. When you're not working you're getting shitfaced!

 

[Marinevet1]

Had a produce store that used to sell cases of old eggs on the cheap for Halloween.....we did all the regular stuff, soap windows, eggs, flaming paper bags of dog shit......when I got older I had a friend that bough a 57 Caddy hearse, along with a Woden coffin at an auction......we had some good times with that on Halloween

 

[Foul Mike]

PPB, Reminds me of the time I rode my Matchless G80S through the local Assholes yard and got into some flower beds.
When in front of the local Justice of the Peace he asked me about hitting the flower beds.
I told him I was just helping out weeding those beds. The Asshole, who was also on the local draft board, asked me if I ever saw weeds growing in row?
I told him I just thought they were orderly weeds and I was doing my best to help out.
Fined $50 and shortly thereafter was drafted and on my way to the war games in Sunny Southeast Asia.
Rest in Hell Jess C. you sent me to my hell all over having some fun in your flower bed.
Looking back on it now I would probably have drafted that young punk myself were I in his shoes. FM

 

[Foul Mike]

The $50 yes, the trip to VietNam, Republic of, not so much. I live with that year of my life every day, not so good.

 

[Maggot]

Im afraid of the statue of limitations. Some of it involved potassium permnganate, aluminum dust, and steel pipe.

 

[jrassy]

Remember the mail slots in the door or wall next to the front entry on houses? And the garden hose attached to the hose bib on the front of the house? I heard that when a trick or treaters was not satisfied with his treat that sometimes the hose would end up in the mail slot and the water turned on, after the lights went out, or if the lights were never on, just because you know.

I also heard model airplane glue loaded into a syringe, without the needle of course, could squirt into entry door locks pretty efficiently and effectively. Kept the locksmiths busy, very effective around schools I heard.

How about a thin wire, or hell how about old reel to reel tape being stretched across the road, tied to garbage cans on each side? The car would go thru and all kinds of commotion would go on behind the car!, if the wire was long enough, sometimes the cans would hit the rear panels on the car.

As a homeowner, I have strung a cable from the upper soffit of my house and hung a ghost figure that I could release and have it "fly" down to my porch to scare the beejesus out of the unsuspecting trick or treaters on my porch. I set up speakers and have scary sounds eminanating from them so the kids can listen as they walk,up to my porch.

there is a few more but the statue of limitations might still apply....

 

[Foul Mike]

When I was young, 50+ years ago, our town didn't have paved streets only gravel.
The older kids would take a bunch of old tires and a few cans of diesel fuel, slosh them up real good and haul them around in the back of a pickup truck to several intersections in town and put them in the center and light them up.
The local Vol Fire Dept would go around and put them out but never remove the tire as it was hot. The tires would sit and smoulder until the pickup came back by and threw a lit stick match or two and maybe a little more diesel fuel in the fumes and up it would go again. Around and around town they would go playing fox and geese until everyone was tired of it and went home. The fire truck always had a big cooler of beer in the back and would make a stop or two to re-fuel during the evenings fun.
The far east side of town had no sewers, only outhouses, and some deserving assholes would get their outhouses moved back a couple of feet. Someone would stay behind to watch the fun and report back to the others about the cussing and swearing when someone went down the hole.
There were many other things that went on but those were some of the major events. FM

 

[Maggot]

When I was young, 50+ years ago, our town didn't have paved streets only gravel.
The older kids would take a bunch of old tires and a few cans of diesel fuel, slosh them up real good and haul them around in the back of a pickup truck to several intersections in town and put them in the center and light them up.
The local Vol Fire Dept would go around and put them out but never remove the tire as it was hot. The tires would sit and smoulder until the pickup came back by and threw a lit stick match or two and maybe a little more diesel fuel in the fumes and up it would go again. Around and around town they would go playing fox and geese until everyone was tired of it and went home. The fire truck always had a big cooler of beer in the back and would make a stop or two to re-fuel during the evenings fun.
The far east side of town had no sewers, only outhouses, and some deserving assholes would get their outhouses moved back a couple of feet. Someone would stay behind to watch the fun and report back to the others about the cussing and swearing when someone went down the hole.
There were many other things that went on but those were some of the major events. FM

Speaking of outouses, I heard a story of a couple of punks who snuck up behind an outhouse while there was someone in it and dropped an M 80 through a knot hole doen ito the shit below. Story has it a big black grandma come out with her bloomers stilla round her ankles. But thats all hearsay.

 

[Foul Mike]

I saw 2 boys wait until a man went into the outhouse and waited until they heard a plop then pushed it over onto the door.
He was trapped in there with his pants down, half done, with no way out other than try to go through the hole.
He stayed in there overnight in the cold until his neighbor was stirring about the next morning and rescued him.
I saw it but wasn't involved. I just watched and since he was such an asshole kept my mouth shut and didn't know anything about it when questioned.
He sure did a lot of cussing and added to my already fluent vocabulary. FM

 

[ArmyJerry]

Can I call my lawyer officer? thats all I got to say.

 

[Mike Casselton]

There was this old asshole that lived next to a school. The sidewalk cut between him and the house next door to allow kids to short cut into the school.
Every time we would ride through there, his little shit bag of a dog would go bezerk. The owner would bitch at us to leave his damn dog alone.
WTF?
So of course we learned to sit by the corner of his yard where he couldn't see us and just get the little shit yapping.

On to Halloween. The angry shit bag dog owner had a pool. Well, in Florida, a lot of people have screened in pool covers. Known locally as a pool cage.
Four of us, all baseball players got a dozen eggs each and set up on school grounds in range of his back yard.
We threw those eggs at his cage and they broke on the screens.

We headed out the front entrance so we could ride by his house and check out our work.
He was outside nearly having a breakdown.

There was a pickup football game planned for the next morning, so we had to ride by his place.
Asshole was out there with a garden hose trying to wash off all that dried egg.
As we know, dried egg doesn't wash off a damn thing.

Then there was this other night that also involved eggs, an overpass and a TECO truck...

 

[powdahound76]

My grandad born in 1916 used to tell some great outhouse tipping and moving stories, including the mean guy who decided to sit in it and they tipped it on the door.

I had a teacher who was a real prick and was suspected of having an affair. Somebody placed condoms with a little dose of hair conditioner in the the end in his backseat.........

A greased piglet turned loose in school hallways was good. Though not Halloween, stealing a key and going into the teachers lounge women's bathroom in the early AM (about 0530) to cellophane the toilet under the seat was a good one.

 

[Switchblade]

We were all about the pranks and the treats. The Mormon church my mom had us go to was filled with bigger guys who bullied me, so made sure to prank their houses with dogshit in the bag on fire on the doorstep, M80's in their jack o lanterns, and fish emulsion fertilizer in their HVAC(yes, I was a little asshole, but when you let your 'oh, our boy would never do that, he as just playing, boys will be boys' kid mess with the little kid, tings happen when that kid s a pit bull pup.
On the good side, any self made costume of GI Joe, or a chimney sweep(basic black face and a white paint smock with real chimney soot) I got pillow cases full of treats. That was back in the good ol days when razor blades were in popcon balls and apples, but that home made shit, we tossed...at other kids, the rich kids. or a bunch of poor country kids, we had fun!

 

[Sean the Nailer]

My Aunt (in a rural community) was well and widely known as THE cook/baker of the area. On Halloween, cars came up the driveway from miles around, literally and specifically to get her homemade treats. Kids dressed up in all kinds of costumes, over the years.... Even when they growed up and had kids of their own, they brought them to my Aunt's to continue the tradition.

All homemade goodies, all trusted (everybody knows everybody in those areas) and the great times had over the decades. She passed away from pancreatic cancer 5 months after retiring, back in '12.

As to pranks that some might have experienced/initiated/witnessed/aided'n'abetted...... there may be one or two out there, allegedly, but some might think it's best for memoirs to come out, long after the deaths of those involved. (naturally, of course)

With no guidance or tutelage, one can (hypothetically, of course) immerse themselves into the field of explosives, detonatables, and other incendiary devices. But without oversight, one could possibly go a little too far, or even witness the aftermath of something a little too big, and whatnot. So be careful in what you 'experiment' with. Some things actually have more power than they are alluded to, even on tv.

I personally think I saw that written on a shit-house wall, somewhere. As I understand it, I heard that anyone else who might have been there were really grateful that nobody was actually injured at the time of some-sort of alleged event.

Now back to your regularly scheduled programming, and,,,, I miss my Aunt. Especially at this time of year, as she was my surrogate mom.

 

[oneshot86]

There was this old asshole that lived next to a school. The sidewalk cut between him and the house next door to allow kids to short cut into the school.
Every time we would ride through there, his little shit bag of a dog would go bezerk. The owner would bitch at us to leave his damn dog alone.
WTF?
So of course we learned to sit by the corner of his yard where he couldn't see us and just get the little shit yapping.

On to Halloween. The angry shit bag dog owner had a pool. Well, in Florida, a lot of people have screened in pool covers. Known locally as a pool cage.
Four of us, all baseball players got a dozen eggs each and set up on school grounds in range of his back yard.
We threw those eggs at his cage and they broke on the screens.

We headed out the front entrance so we could ride by his house and check out our work.
He was outside nearly having a breakdown.

There was a pickup football game planned for the next morning, so we had to ride by his place.
Asshole was out there with a garden hose trying to wash off all that dried egg.
As we know, dried egg doesn't wash off a damn thing.

Then there was this other night that also involved eggs, an overpass and a TECO truck...

thats the best mike
i wish i was a youngster again
dried egg on screen, the best

 

[Mike Casselton]

thats the best mike
i wish i was a youngster again
dried egg on screen, the best

Hell, it's hard enough to wash the shit off of a plate after breakfast.

Being a youngster again would be scary as hell if I knew what I know now. Not scary for me though....

 

[Jimmay]

The prank I always pulled is when one of the dorks at school had a party and I would shove an unrolled condom to the bottom of the mayonnaise jar in the fridge and hide an unopened beer in the freezer. I always wanted to see the look on one of their moms faces when she scraped the bottom of the jar with a knife! Halloween was always a blast. One old grumpy dude that always called the cops on us for everything got it every Halloween. We would buy pounds of this smoking powder from the feed store (smelt like sulpher) light that on fire and smoke screen the shit out of his house then start throwing crop bombs (the kind that you use to scare the crows out of your fields) on his porch. He would come out having a coniption fit, yelling, screaming throwing shit in every direction. One year my Grandpa (who raised me) heard us planning our attack and told us he was one of the frozen chosin and told us the story. Needless to say that grumpy old man never had to do another yard chore the rest of his life.