Funniest/Worst Pranks To Pull on Hunting Buddies

[chief262]

Hunted with a friend of my uncle's several years ago who like to par-take in quite a bit of Jack and whatever making him a real A-HOLE. We were cooking fresh backstrap and he kept telling us how to do it, this is how I do it, I want mine medium, etc. I told my cousin to take over and I went to the gut pile (3or 4 hours old) and got to sets of "Texas Buck in Rut Mountain Oysters" and skinned them out. We put put them in the egg wash and flour last and got them frying for the last batch of medium rare special request. He even finished them up to his personl liking. I can still see him sitting there chewing on them saying "this is how I like my backstrap". This is still a reqular camp fire story every year. After that I filled his feeder with pee gravel and he never figured that one out either. Needless to say he just hunted with us that one year.

[Froggy]

Years ago I used to squirrel hunt in the Trinity River bottoms near Kennefick with an old forester from Arkansas. We marked and cruised timber all over East Texas. We were both single in those days and hunted and fished constantly. We argued like two old widow women. Most of the time just for the fun of it.

I was coming out of the bottoms one day with another friend and came across his truck down in the woods. About that time mother nature called.
After I made a deposit next to his tool box in a scooped out hole I tossed the floweredy toilet paper out in the brush. Scratched a little sand over the "big pile" and headed off.

About an hour later up at the highway he and two friends joined us. We laughed and cut up him never saying nothing. Finally I saw him out of the corner of my eye wiping his right vibram sole boot in the grass. He caught me looking and everybody busted out laughing. I'm not sure if he's ever forgiven me for that one.

He got me back by hiding a pair of squirrel nuts under my seat. I found em under the truck seat about two weeks later. The dirty dog.

[Tmag]

An old friend (Mark) had never been hunting so they take him to Leakey for his first hunt. One of the guys had killed an 8 point and they took the head and cape and layed it where the head was sticking up from behind a log. As they were returning from stands the driver plows up and tells Mark to get out and shoot him. Mark bails out of the truck and takes a good rest on the door and is about to shoot when he spots the tag hanging on the deer's horns. He was ready to shoot all involved.

[tinman]

This story was on one of those old threads...

I was driving to Llano with a couple of whiskey-drunk idiots in the back seat. My buddy, Monty, was also sober and riding shotgun. Without going into all the details, suffice it to say that the pair of drunken fools almost got left several times on the side of the highway between Georgetown & Llano at midnight. Twice, punches were exchanged between Monty and one in particular but we were really trying to just get to the lease without anyone going to jail or being left on the side of the road.

We finally did. Chris and Troy (drunks) went straight into their tents and passed out.

Monty & I sat on the tail-gate and popped our first beers to celebrate being off the road. Somewhere around beer #3, Monty had the idea to put padlocks on their tent zippers. The padlocks we had wouldn't fit through the holes in the zippers. However, I came up with some bailing wire from the bed of my truck and we wired the zippers on each tent to one another...quite well with several loops & twist of the wire.

The next AM we all slept in since we had arrived so late. Picture four tents in a circle with the doors toward the campfire in the center...

[I wake to the sound of a tent zipper frantically going back & forth.]

Troy: He man...what the...hey Chris! They locked our tent doors!!! How the #%@! do you lock a ZIPPER!?!?!

[I lean up from my air-mattress bunk to see Troy's tent zippers moving back & forth like 10 times.]

Troy:Man...I GOTTA ****! I GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!!

[Zipper begins to rip and Troy's hands, followed by his head and shoulders appear busting through the tent's opening. As Troy dives from his cheap Walmart cell, I notice that he's already began to relieve the pressure...in his pants!]

Troy: (still thinking Monty & I were on the stand) Those MFers! I can't believe I just ****** my pants!

Chris: (still "trapped" in his tent) That's nothing, I tried to get out last night and couldn't...I threw up in here!

Monty & Joey: LOL!!!!!!!

Couldn't have gone off better if we'd written the script! Chris had to sleep in that tent the rest of the weekend.

[tinman]

Same lease, same season...same victim.

Chris was from California and had done some serious trash-talking about Texans and how we hunt (over feeders). Meanwhile, he rarely left camp and had yet to harvest any animal with a bow.

One night after talking some trash at the fire, Chris retired to his tent earlier than usual...with many Texans still tending the fire. After giving him an hour or so to pass out, someone set up an electronic caller with the imfamous hog "Feeding Frenzy" CD in it. They placed the speaker about 2' from his tent and took cover behind a truck while they slowly brought the volume up...until...

Chris: (running from tent) Get your bows! Get your bows! The pigs are coming! Their coming! Get your bows!!!!!!

As you may imagine, Chris was quite popular with his lease mates and continued to show his superior woodsmanship later in the season by falling for a classic "midnight snipe hunt" on the last Saturday night of the season. Wonder how ole Cali-Chris is doing these days?

[bullwinkl]

Man this is just TOO FUNNY!. Couldn't help but wipe the TEARS from my eyes.

[Johnny]

LOL!! Boy, these are some good ones.

I have one that happened just last weekend but it's not near as good as the ones posted here.

My hunting buddy Kelly is a good ol boy but from time to time likes to talk big. I invited him to hunt my property up in Madison County which happens to have alot of hogs. Of course Kelly didn't mind since he's such a macho type guy. hehe We hunted opening weekend of bow season with not much being seen exept for a few does and small 8 pt. buck. I waited in my tripod till I couldn't see my pins anymore and I got on down. It's just about completely dark by the time I get to my truck and Kelly is already there. We talk about what we saw and then we got on the road to head home. Kelly has about a 10 minute further walk to his stand than I do and I was wondering to myself why he was back way before me?

Anyhow we hunt again the next weekend and same thing...he is back before me after the evening hunt. He said he heard hogs behind his pop up about 30 minutes before sunset but they never came out and he wasn't about to wait till it got dark to get out of there. LOL!! Now I knew why he was at my truck way before me on opening weekend.

This past weekend we had a pretty good hunt with a good amount of deer spotted but nothing within range. After the morning hunt we did a little bit of fishing and collected a bunch of petrified wood that is on my property. Well 2:45 comes around and I tell Kelly that we need to get ready soon. I walk off to the pond to cast out a few more times and I see Kelly making his way over to some junk cars that are on my property that have been there since the 70's. I make a few casts and then go back to my truck to get ready for the afternoon hunt. I start getting ready and I don't see Kelly anywhere. I make my way over to the junk cars and he wasn't there? I knew he didn't come back my way so he must of kept walking down a game trail behind the junk cars. This game trail leads into a big oak thicket so I figured he might be looking for some more petrified wood. As I approach the oak thicket I see him coming down the game trail towards me. I quickly duck behind a big scrub bush that was sitting not even a foot off of the game trail. He continues towards me and I realize right then that I'm fixing to scare the ever living crap out of him. He didn't have his pistol on him and he didn't have a bow. Hmmm, now would be a great time for him to face one of his fears....wild hogs!! At this point I'm trying not to giggle out loud. He gets right next to me and I reach out and grab his foot and let out a "REEEEEEEEEEREEEEEEEEEEE" at the top of my lungs and he starts screaming like a shool girl and flopping his arms out like he was trying to be a bird and fly away. It was the damdest thing I ever seen in my life!!!!!! He also let out a few effortless karate kicks in the process. I actually pee'd myself a little bit while walking off laughing my rear end off. I looked back at Kelly and he was bent over holding his chest. We got back to the truck and his arms were shaking and he was breathing pretty heavy. After he gathered himself he called me a few choice words and then some.

Well, we went out for our evening hunt and you guessed it...Kelly was back way before me. lol

[Sully]

I had one pulled on me a few years ago at the lease. Someone had shot a buck and decided a good place to leave the bucks nads would be inside my fishing hat in the back of my Land Cruiser. Well I didn't get up there for a few weeks and when I finally did, I opened up my Cruiser and the worlds worst stench came out. It took me a few minutes to find the source of the smell. There was nothing but a pile of maggots inside my $60 hat. Had to throw it away after that.

The next year I planned out the ultimate prank on a fellow lease member. While two of them were near Dallas attending a Nascar race, I added an additional phone to my cell phone contract. While sitting at home watching the race the next day, I began sending text messages to the two guys telling to sit down. I played it like I was sitting behind them at the race and I was getting tired f them standing up and making fools of themselves. Randomly over the next few months, I would continue to send them messages just to yank their chain. While they had my cell number, they did not recognize it and I had my voicemail set up as some complete redneck. Fast forward 4 or 5 months, after a gazillion profane messages I had sent, the three of us ended up out together with our wives. I turned the topic to some guy prank calling me and they both just lit up like kids at Christmas. They began to tell me how they have also been receiving obnoxious messages and could not figure out who this guy was. While they regaled me with their story, I reached in my pocket and dialed one of their cell phone numbers. In the middle of their story, victim A looks at his cell phone and starts to scream that the guy is calling them right now! I could not hold it in any longer and busted out laughing and held my cell phone up. The look on their faces was just priceless. Months of work paid off greatly.

Oh and victim A is a poster on this board.

[Chipper]

Tinman,
Your first is a classic.

[Landru]

Chris: (still "trapped" in his tent) That's nothing, I tried to get out last night and couldn't...I threw up in here!

Laugh? i thought i'd die

[Leoncountyhunter]

I would be victim A. Thanks Sully!!

[switchback]

Not a hunting prank but fishing prank. My hunting and fishing buddy back home is really afraid of snakes and is a heavy set fellow. We went to the lake to camp out and fish for the weekend. The first night we were siting at the picnic table restringing our rod and reels and I had a pumpkin lizard on one of my set ups and tossed it out in front of us, then laid it beside me. He was on the other side of me. I keep stringing my other one. then I turn the handle and move the lizard thru the leaves a few inches and say what's that! He says what...I say over there in the leaves. I think it's a snake and move it while he's looking. he says I don't see nothing so I move it a few more time and he see's the leaves moving. All of a sudden he jumps up and starts yellin bring it on, bring it on. I start laughing so hard I can't stand it. He says that ain't freakin funny and and is still uptight and I say (bring it on, bring it on) and start laughing again. Then I say what where you going to do punch it. I still kid him about it. That was like ten years ago.

[Hunt NXS]

These are freaking hillarious. I have a buddy that played a trick on me. At the time, I had just bought a new red 4x4 Dodge that I loved. As April 1 rolled around, I knew something was coming. He (Chris) and Brian, decided to steal my beloved new red truck. I woke up about midnight, looked out the window and my truck was gone! I told my wife, who was in on it, and she held tight. When I went outside, I noticed that the glass was in shards, not shattered. I told her I had called the police and they were on there way. She broke, Chris did it Chris did it.

Fass forward a few days. Chris at the time, was the ultimate bachlor. Attorney, 6'4, dating some smoking girls, great guy, a manly man. He was in court on a BIG case all week. I went to the party store and bought balloons, streamers, glitter, anything I could think of to draw attention. Then I bought a huge poster board and decorated it saying "Welcome to Chris's CUMMING out of the closet party" Tonight, all invited. He lived on a busy street, lots of friends driving by. He kept getting calls in court, finally answered and got the scoop. He asked the Judge for a recess, DENIED. None of our friends would take it down for him either.

He told me that the yard guy at the condo's would avoid him, look at him weird. It was great!

Then, while we were dove hunting, 100 degrees or more, I stuffed a loaded diaper in his truck. When he got off work the next day, the stinch had set in. He said the drive home was horrible.

He's a great guy, glad we can have fun.

[Tx_hombre]

I've got two that took place at our lease a few years ago. Both are priceless to us and we still laugh about them.

We are always playing jokes with snakes both live and dead. The live ones we milk them first then cut the fangs out. The dead ones we always defang just incase. This one involved huntingfanatic and a dead snake. A couple of guys had killed a snake on the road and brought it back to camp to figure out some thing to do with it. Ended up they put the snake in the shower of the cabin, tied a piece of fishing line to a towel and covered the snake with the towel. Well in walks huntingfanatic to take a shower, gets undressed, pulls back the shower curtain and sees the towel. A little irritated that someone leaves their towel in the shower he reaches down grabs the towel and jerks it out well here came the snake that was tied to it. He starts jumping around doing the girlie dance, undressed of course. He said that snake got 2" from his face after he jerked that towel out.

The next was during turkey season, a buddy of ours and his friend (collateral damage) had gone a few days earlier than we did so on our way down we called to see if they needed anything. Well come to find out they both forgot their toothbrushes. Well the helpful people we are we said we would stop and get them one. As we are walking around Walmart to get the toothbrushes we knew we had to pull some kind of joke. We ended up getting some extra strength oralgel (you know that stuff that numbs your mouth) and mixed it in with some toothpaste. Well we got in real late and they were already asleep so we strategicallhy laid it all out and when they got up the next morning the first thing they did is grab the toothbrush and paste and go outside to brush. It's dark out and they didn't pay attention to what the paste looked like. They rubbed it in all over. Well just a little bit of the stuff goes a long way. Minutes later our buddies friend walked over and said to him, "my mouth is numb". Well they left and what they told us that night was they chewed 2 packs of gum trying to get it to wear off. They would put a mouth call in and it would shoot out of theirs mouths. Took about 2 hours to wear off. They kept asking us all day if that was medicated toothpaste and we said nope, just regular colgate. We are still watching our backs after that one.

[blackjack]

I'm forever blowing BUBBLES!!!