i belong to a christian youth group called legacy
for those aged about 13 to the point at which you feel too old (first or second year of uni i would say. i'm 16). anyhow, we go on two trips a year: the legacy weekend away, in january or february and spring harvest, a massive christian festival in butlins in minehead, which happens for 6 days around easter.

anyhow, there have been some fantastic sabotages/pranks over the years. here's a little rundown of what's been craicing over my time at legacy:

w'end away 2003: the older lads, including my brothers, got hold of a large carp from a fish market, and tucked it away behind a radiator in the girls bedroom.

springy 2003: didn't go

w'end away 2004: the older lads who still remained played possibly the most random but brilliant prank ever. they bought four goldfish, and went into the girls' bathroom around 4 in the morning, and put a fish in each sink. it might seem pointless, but hearing the vicar's - rather dappy (but lovable) - daughter exclaim "there's some fish in the sinks... i wonder how they got there" was simply classic.

springy 2004: ok, by this time, my generation was becoming the more prominent legacy members, so there were more of us there than the older guys. now, one day, the girls decided they would obtain a key to one of the boys' chalets from stupid nathan (we call him this because he's stupid) and... rearrange things...
so we get back from losing the five-a-side football to find that the chalet with the games consoles had been tampered with. the ironing board had been set up, and every game and console in the place had been neatly arranged on it. how pointless. there were a few other things that they'd done, but they were crap, and not worth mentioning. so we decided to get revenge. we could think of no clever way of getting into their chalets, so we just decided to toy with their emotions...we took everything off the ironing board and hid it (quite well) in another chalet. next time we saw the girls, we asked for all our stuff back, and they said that they put it on the ironing board. we said there was nothing there when we got back, and the door was open. their response was an appropriate "oh shit...". later on, we told them that we saw some chavs with the stuff on a luggage trolley, so we ambushed them and got everything back.
don't worry, we came clean the next day.
oh, nearly forgot, we taped up the older lads chalet with "FRAGILE" red and white tape. it's all on video. awesome.

w'end away 2005: no prankage. dissapointing.

springy 2005: this was a prank war my friends. this was hardcore shit...
the girls kicked things off, by coming into the main lads chalet (the one i was in, no longer the outsider kids). they got the key off stupid nathan again (will he ever learn) and proceeded to put butter on some of the door handles, swap around clothes and food (i found my boxers in the freezer) and write in toothpaste on one of the mirrors, while we were playing in the football tournament (3rd place, minhead week 2). in all honesty, they actually did quite well by their standards.
but we got them back, oh yes.
we spent the next 2 days frantically trying to get a key, nearly sexually assaulting one of the more fragile girls in the process (i'll save that for another time). finally, one day, two of the lads (matt mcgay and the 3rd degree burns) just strolled into one of the two girls' chalets, and just picked up 3 keys from the kitchen counter: 2 for the chalet they were in, and one for the opposite one. the next day, the girls had a netball match on, so being the darling we were, we went into their place and wrecked it. we covered the living room of the main chalet with loo roll, string and selotape. we did the celophane on the bog trick (never did find out if it worked). we put OXO CUBES IN THE SHOWER HEADS, OH YES! oh, and we put a load of instant coffee in the cornflakes... hehe, that was my one...
anyhow, the girls were pretty narked, and attempted to take revenge. they were crap, and i can't even remember what they did. we got them back by waiting outside their chalet armed with water bombs one morning and absolutley destroying them. they didn't discover my coffee untill the last day: sunny (the new ditzy girl) told the rest of them her cornflakes tasted of coffee, but they dismissed it with and "oh sunny...". anyhow, rosie discovered the rather large deposit of the brown granules at the bottom in the nest bowl. she was pretty pissed off by that.
we won that, needless to say.

i have two more years untill i do a year out and go to uni, i must get as much pranking in on the legacy trips as is possible.

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edit-seeing how long this post is i feel i should apologise for the length and girth... it's the christian thing to do...
(notjustahatrack peeling a sausage..., Thu 5 May 2005, 19:14, Reply)