Prank gone wrong

Author – Al Wunshu

From the age of about eight I repeatedly dreamed about being chased and losing a shoe and having the embarrassment of going home with only one shoe. I found this very exciting. At that time it never happened to me, so I would hide other boys shoes and get excited seeing them look for them in socked feet. One day a bunch of us were at the local park and having fun rolling down a hill in long grass. I let one of my shoes come off as I was rolling down and then had to look for it in the long grass. One of my friends thought this was fun and did the same and some of us looked for his shoe. I found it, but I hid it under my sweater; it was a soft leather school shoe and easy to hide. My friend was getting more and more anxious not being able to find his shoe, and it was getting late so I said that he would have to go home without it. He eventually agreed and I got really excited seeing his discomfort walking home with one shoe on. I intended to give him the shoe back once we got to his house, but unfortunately we met his mother on the way and he had to explain about losing his shoe. Then I couldn’t own up to the prank in front of his mother so I kept the shoe and the incident was never mentioned again. A couple of years later I wore his shoe with one of my own and ‘lost’ his and walked home with one shoe on. I got very excited!  

City Gent

Author – Leo

Last autumn I was in London to pick up some art materials including paper, 10 sheets rolled into a cardboard tube. On the way to the station on the underground there was a very smartly dressed business man sitting over the aisle from me and I noticed that he was wearing a very nice pair of Italian looking loafers. I got up to get off and he did the same. I let him get off before me and I walked behind him, noticing that his left loafer was loose and his heel was coming out of it as he walked. When we got to the escalator, as he stepped onto it, I aimed a blow with the cardboard tube at his left heel and he stepped out of his shoe. His right foot was already on the escalator and he left his shoe behind. It gave me a great thrill seeing a smart gent with one shoe missing. But I took pity on him and picked up his shoe and gave it back to him. He was not pleased! But I did apologize.

Hidden Shoes

Author – Kevin

Today at school some girls took off my shoes and ran off with them. They both went different direction and I wanted to follow them but some others held on to me so I couldn’t get away. After a few minutes the girls came back but without my shoes. I asked them where they were but they only said you have to find them yourself and they laughed. It was in the first break so I didn’t have that much time anymore and I started walking in one of the directions. The bell rang for the next lesson and I was still in my grey paterned socks. I walked to my class and these girls were laughing at me and I felt a little embarrassed. They made me spend the whole day in socks and at the end of last lesson they told me where to find my sneaks. I had to walk half the school but I finally got them back.

In the tree

Author – AJS

Today I was with some friends in a park messing with eachother. At some point we got tired and sat down at this picknick table. We got bored quick and one said what to do next? We all lifted our shoulders like we don’t know. Then one boy started untying the lace of my right shoe. I was sitting on the table with my feet resting on the bench where he was sitting. I pulled back my foot saying what are you doing? He laughed and said can’t you see I’m untying your shoe. I said why? Because I’m bored he said and laughed again. He  grabbed my left foot and untied that one too but now he started taking out the lace and I tried to pull back my foot but I felt my shoe sliding off my foot. He noticed that and he took off my shoe and ran off with it. A few yards further he stopped and said if you want it back you’ll have to get it. The other boys were just laughing as I sat there with one socked foot. Then one of the others grabbed my right foot and started unlacing that shoe too and said laughing you can’t go with one shoe , it’s all or nothing and he pulled the shoe off my foot. I said come on guys give me back my shoes but they just ran off with them. They were throwing and kicking my shoes around and got further away from me. The two boys that were still with me said we’re afraid you will have to follow them. I said yeah I think so to. I finally got up and started following them in my grey socked feet. I could still see them throwing my shoes to eachother. They stopped by some trees and they were doing something I couldn’t see. Then I saw my shoes tied together flying through the air and they were laughing again. I came closer and asked again for my shoes but they kept tossing them around and I ran after them. At some point one of them said okay now it’s enough. He held them up like he wanted to give them back but then he tossed them high up in the air as I came closer. I watched them go up and when they went down they got hooked in the tree. I only thought at that moment oh no. I looked at the tree if I could climb it but the first brenches were too high, there was no way we could reach them. We searched for stones and stuff to throw up and try to get my shoes down but nothing worked. We finally gave up because we had to go home. The boy who threw my shoes said he was sorry. I said it’s okay, shit happens. We’ll try tomorrow to get them down. We went home discussing how to get them down… I guess we’ll see tomorrow…

At the bar

Author – Sockboy

Some time ago I was in this bar with some friends having a drink and some fun. I was wearing my new sneakers that day. At some point in the evening one of them asked me, hey are those new sneakers on your feet? I said yes, you like them? And I showed them of a little. Then he said, I don’t know, are they real Nike’s or are they fake? I said, fake? no man they are real Nike’s. Then he said, let me see the label on the inside so I can see if they are not fake. The others laughed and said, yeah take your shoe off and let us see. I didn’t know what they were up to at that moment so I took my left sneaker off and showed them. The guy next to me grabbed it off my hand and said, let me see and started inspecting it. Then one said, you let us see the left one but what about the right one? I said, what about it? Well he said, maybe that is the fake one, you show us that one too. I felt something coming up but I thought, they’re my friends, what can happen? I was sitting on a barstool and my feet didn’t touch the floor so my white socks wouldn’t get dirty, I thought… I  took the right shoe off and showed that one to. In a moment that shoe was off my hands to and went around. Then one of them said, the drinks are almost empty, who’s turn is it to get some new? We were looking at eachother and then one guy said, it’s your turn, is it? I said yeah but I’m not going in socks. He said, you will have to because we are still inspecting your footwear and we are thirsty. I looked around the bar that was crowded and the floor but I couldn’t see if it was very dirty. I said come on guys, give me my shoes back, I’m wearing white socks. The guy on the other side of the table looked at me and said, I don’t care, just get us some drinks and they were all laughing. I looked around again and I saw I had to cross almost half the bar to get the drinks. Then I pulled myself together and said, okay, I get something to drink. I got up and went to the bartender and ordered the drinks. On my way there it felt like everybody was watching me but I didn’t care. When I got back with the drinks I couldn’t see this one guy who had my shoes and I asked, where is he? I was searching for my shoes at the same time, but I didn’t see them. Wheres my shoes, I said but everybody was laughing and then one of them said, I think he went out for a smoke. I said, with my shoes? This guy said, I don’t know. And they were laughing again. I sat down again to drink and wait for him to come back. After some minutes I said, guys where has he gone? One of them said, maybe he’s gone home. I was still in my socked feet and thought, this can’t be true. I tried to look through the window but I didn’t see him anywhere. The glasses were empty again and one of my friends said, let’s go somewhere else. I said, what about me? I can’t go anywhere like this. He said, I’m afraid you have to because he said he went to this other bar and wait there for us. I didn’t believe him at first but then they got up and said come on we’re leaving. There was nothing left for me to do but follow them. We had to walk about 2 miles to this other bar and when we got there this ‘missing’ friend sat there laughing with my sneakers on the table. He said, hey, I checked them and I believe now they are no fake’s. And they were laughing again. I took my shoes off the table and put them on again. We had a few more drinks and laughs and went home again…

Sockboy

Burning Hunters Shoes

Author – Mark

 

After school Monday we was hanging out at Johnnies house messing around and wrestling. I tackled hunter and his shoe came off and Johnny grabbed it ran in the shop and came back out with a can of lighter fluid and told hunter if his foot touched the ground he would burn the shoe.

So I pushed hunter and Johnny set his shoe on fire. We tried to put it out but couldn’t get the shoe out it burned to a point he couldn’t wear it.

Hunter got so mad he said I don’t have another pair what am I supposed to do for shoes. Johnny said I guess wear one and hunter walked off mad.

The next morning hunter came in to school wear one shoe and said this isn’t funny Johnny you owe me a pair of shoes. Johnny just laughed and walked off Hunter said his mom and dad wouldn’t buy him new ones so he is running around missing a shoe.

 

-Mark

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Buried

Author – RJ

This happened a few years ago.
Me and my friend were down on the beach and were just messing around. There weren’t many people around as it was out of season and pretty cold. I was wearing some Osiris Bronx and he had some some black Airwalks on.

My friend decided to start digging a hole so I helped and soon we had a pretty sizeable pit dug between us.

“Why don’t I bury you in it?” I suggested and he was well up for it, so he slid off his air walks and socks and jumped into the hole. I started pushing the sand in around his legs and soon he was stuck up above his knees. I took my opportunity and grabbed one of his Airwalks and dropped a bit of sand in them. He was like “No, stop” but could do nothing about it. I continued pushing san into his shoe until the top was just visible. By this point he had escaped the sand pit and pushed me out the way to start digging up his shoe. he emptied the sand out and put it back on.

“Now its your turn” he said and started digging the hole again. I knew he would get revenge and was intrigued to see what he would do. So, when the hole was big enough, I pulled off my bronx and black socks and jumped into the hole. He had gone a bit deeper this time so I was up to mid thigh when the hole was filled in. He then rounded on my Bronx, which I was in no position to protect, and grabbed one. He started digging another hole whilst I “struggled” to escape the sand. He then placed my Osiris into the hold and I couldn’t see the top of it. I started to panic a little as I didn’t want to not be able to find it again, but he started piling sand into the hole and my shoe, pushing it right up into the toe. He was smoothing the top of my Osiris’ grave by the time I was just getting out and I had no clue where exactly where my shoe was.

It took me about 15mins of digging whilst my friend just laughed as I struggled to find my shoe. Eventually I hit the top of it and dug it out, emptied the copious amounts of sand out of it and we headed off.

Part of me was pleased I found it, but I was excited I might not find it, anyhow, this was about 4 years ago, and I still find some sand in it every once in a while :p

-RJ