Thursday Thoughts - The Evolution of Pranks

The Quip Prank Flow

by Rachel Hoyt

 

image by Stuart Miles via freedigitalimages.net

 

A TPed house,

Or good ding and dash,

Once brought giggles

To innocent lips -

A released mouse,

Or eggcellent bash,

Induced wiggles

In fingertips.

Now pretty things -

Pink flamingos

Or yarn wrapped trees -

are the cool 'rips'.

Now prankster rings

Invent fierce foes,

For celebrities -

Give SWAT Teams tips.

What will come next?

Ghost pranks by text?

Cars with new specs?

Furniture flips?

I miss the past.

This too won't last.

Change happens fast.

Let's hope for quips.

© 2013 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.


 

 Tom Cruise and Chris Brown both got swatted recently -

a new childish prank that wastes government money.


Technorati Tags: Prank, Swatting, Celebrity, Rhyme, Poetry

 

Read more rhymes by Rachel at her column, Clickety Clack -

poetic news about Santa Barbarians talking back

Turn Up the Tomfoolery

When Tim Ferriss isn't teaching us how to gain muscle mass fast or work less hours,
he does things like this tomfoolery with his knowledge and powers.

I've been feeling that my life, lately,

could use a bit more tomfoolery.

The harder you work the more you need play,

so why not learn a new fun trick today?

It may not be cool to pull rabbits from top hats,

but it could be hip to hypnotize cranky cats.

And who doesn't like a good table side trick?

Some use silverware to look funny and slick.

Some celebrate other countries' holidays

to indulge their creative and silly ways.

Some pose silly for pictures they'll pose online.

(I do it to - to prove I've had a good time.)

Really, those moments of silliness are the best.

For me they hold the power to wipe out the rest.

I fear that my skills are lacking.  How about yours?

Shall we both add "learn new tricks" to our list of chores?

I don't know if I'll master the spoon-fork trick above,

but I'll try if I find some silverware I don't love.

I think the "not peeling" your hard boiled eggs secret

is a trick I could learn with less bodily harm and regret.

If I came across a blow horn rigged door,
it's likely I'd fall in fear to the floor.
Hopefully, I would laugh it off in the end
and be thankful to share a smile with a friend!

© 2011 - all rights reserved - Rachel Hoyt

Technorati Tags: Entertainment, Blogging, Video, Humor, Tricks, Poetry

I've shared this poem at the D'Verse Poets Pub -
my favorite place to drink poetry up - glug, glug.

Josh from "Its Tiger Time" invented You Tube Tuesday so we could each share one video a week which we found to be fun, inspiring or otherwise noteworthy.  If you choose to participate, don't forget to leave your links in my comments section (so I can come visit you) and on Josh's page (so you can be part of the contest).

Friends Like a Box of Chocolates

Like choosing a chocolate out of a fine box of candy,
each for different reasons, I think my friends are dandy.
But lately I've been thinking maybe I should branch out...
just to see what other random people's lives are about.
The sociologist in me doesn't get to do enough studies.
That's why I need a very diverse group of buddies.
Now that I've amassed a small following on the Internet,
I thought I'd throw some ideas out there and see what I get.

I'd like to hang out at least once with a snake charmer,
especially if he or she lived a double life as a farmer.
It might be a common combo somewhere near the Pink City,
but only a rare soul would live that life anywhere near me.
No matter what, I want to know if I could be trained,
or if snake charming power is from birth ingrained.
I did master both the flute and recorder growing up,
pungi is the next most similar instrument if moving up.

I'd like to befriend someone trying to obtain a world record.
Depending the activity, maybe I'll get a fan club on board.
I'm interested in the type who has turned a leisure time task,
into something so grandiose, the art scene should bask.
For instance, a person who builds a card house that truly rocks,
or perhaps a structure made of jenga pieces or domino blocks.
I'm not sure what type of person hangs out in that crowd...
"let loose" type engineers?  Frat boys?  Just thinking aloud.

I'd like to meet more gals who like to hula hoop...
maybe together we could start a hip swirling troop.
I've only twirled the loop maybe twice since childhood...
But both times the birds chirped, "Hey, you did good!"
(Yeah, that's right... I can interpret what the birds say.
It's easy if you don't let semantics get in the way.)
I hear you need not be a hippy to shake your caboose.
You need only a deep desire to find a way to let loose.

I'd like to meet one of the luckiest people on earth,
to see if their near death experience increased their self worth.
I bet they have interesting insights thanks to their incidents.
Do they think things happen for a reason or are just coincidence?
Do they live every day with a fear of random collision?
Or, did testing invincibility become their new life mission?
Though I laughed harder than I ever have at one of you tube's videos,
I know the real life experience would have made me loose my cheerios.

I'd like more friends that do voices and make prank calls.
They often say and do things for which I don't have the balls.
Living vicariously through their antics would brighten my day,
especially if it meant "celebrities" would call me to say hey.
We could make Bart Simpson style calls to our favorite bar,
or play dialer's roulette if our linguistic skills were to par.
That's when you dial random digits and come up with a plan,
just as soon as there's an answer... thinking as fast as you can!

I'd like to hang a few times with someone who has their own pet monkey.
That's a parent-child relationship dynamic that I've been dying to see!
I've always thought chimps made adorable facial expressions.
I wonder if I could teach them to do celebrity impressions?!
Perhaps we could train him or her to help around the house?
After all, my cat is required to know how to catch a mouse.
On the other hand, I'm worried about the possibility of attack.
Monkeys can really hurt you when mad.  I should think about that.

I'd like to be friends with 411 and 911 operators because,
I think they see a side of America that's missed in the buzz.
Sure, there are occasional stories of a ridiculous call,
but they make up a small part of the news overall.
I want to know how often strange calls come in real life,
and I apologize in advance for laughing at others' strife.
Are the callers using these operators for free therapy?
Don't girlfriend's still meet to sympathize over tea?

Anyhow, this list above is just the beginning; just a starter.
Perhaps you'd like to do a link exchange / online friendship barter.
Just leave a comment here to let me know what you're all about.
Perhaps a six degrees of separation association you figured out.
If you don't meet the criteria, but still want to show me some love,
click the share buttons below or the SU button to the right and above.
I'm just a simple gal who hopes her wacky rhyming gets into to you...
that you have a fun blog visit and leave to smile the whole day through.

© Rachel Hoyt 2010 - 2011

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