What’s the best prank in uniform you've seen? Comment below!

Put folded ketchup packet under the toilet seat so when the person sits on the toilet it sprays all over their ass

I change the auto correct in MS Office. I usually change "the" to a long phrase. This will now work in Outlook, Word, Excel, etc. Sometimes I used song lyrics. Just type "the" and [spacebar] and in pops lyrics to Blind Melon. Pretty funny when the poor guys don't know how to fix it. One guy asked me 6 months later if I knew how to fix it.

I also saved .wav files on the share drive of spaceballs quotes and made them play when a new email was received. One went off while the computer was locked and the CO was talking to our XO and OPSO...all of a sudden "Evil will always triumph because good is dumb".

Training in Central Training Area Okinawa. We had been tasked with setting up trip flares and the like for the line platoons to find (or not) on patrol. I set one up on the gate expecting to catch the company runner coming out in the middle of the night. Unfortunately, about 0200 or 0300 it was the 1st Sgt with the Company Gunny getting out to open the gate........

I did not get caught though.

When I was in basic training at Fort Jackson during Bivouac week I was putting up my shelter half to form the tent I was going to share. I place the peg in the ground was pulling on the rope t to put it over the peg. MY Drill Sergeant saw me doing this. He approached me and said "Your working to hard trainee, you need to go to supply and ask the supply sergeant to use the tent stretcher. I went to the supply tent and asked the supply sergeant for the tent stretcher. He loked at me and said I just sent it over to the mess tent the Mess Sergeant . I went over to the mess tent saw the mess sergeant who told me he just gave it to on of the cadre to use, Went over to the cadre tent (drill sergeants) tent asked permission too enter. Was immediately made to do 10 push ups for entering the tent. Explained to them (There 5 drill sergeants in the tent) I was sent for a tent stretcher by my drill sergeant. I was told he had just left the tent with it, and to find him. Again before leaving was dropped for 10 more, Went over the bivouac area saw ,my drill sergeant he me asked where is the tent stretcher I sadi the drill sergeants told me you had it. He reached down grubbed the peg I was trying to pull the rope over out of the ground moved the peg closer to the rope pulled the rope over the peg and said. I just stretched yoiur tent drop and give me 10. So 30 push ups later and realizing I was just sent for something that doesn't exist. We sure are ignorant about some things when we were 18 years o0ld.

Way back in OIF I, I had a CPT that loved practical jokes. His favorite was putting rubber scorpions and fake camel spiders in guys' boots and in sleeping bags. We kept telling him that it wasn't cool to add that kind of stress while in a combat zone. So, after discussing this multiple times, we decided to play a joke on him. (now for a bit of context, I was a Recovery Specialist. At the time I was a 63W20H8. I operated a M984A4 HEMTT Wrecker that has a material handling crane on it). So one day we caught the CPT using a port-a-pot next to the maintenance area where my truck was. After he entered the port-a-pot, we ratchet strapped it shut it lifted it off the ground using the material handling crane. From there, we went to chow. I returned about 30 mins later to find 2 E-7s and a Staff Sergeant fiddling with the controls of a non-running truck, trying to figure out how to get him down. So I played it off like I had no idea what was going on and got him down. We let the CPT think about it for about 2 weeks before letting him know what had happened. Needless to say, there were no more practical jokes for the rest of our tour.

The best prank I pulled was following a discussion between several NCOs from Tactical Air Command and a Lieutenant General. We NCOs were concerned about lack of training and complacency we were seeing during Desert Shield / Desert Storm. He kept denying everything we were trying to bring to light so I made a bet with him. I stated I can ship an empty one gallon can from Saudi Arabia to New Mexico and nobody would seriously look at it and simply ship it.

I preparation I contacted my home unit and my immediate supervisor was happy to take part in my scheme, I also contacted AFOSI to bring them into the loop in case anyone made a Fraud, Waste, and Abuse claim. Then I got a new one gallon fuel can, the kind fuel samples are put in to be tested for engine shavings and that sort of thing. I put on a regular shipping label, and a hazmat certificate (DD 1387-2) for you older vets out there. For a proper shipping name I put on SAILBOAT FUEL, and filled the rest of the spaces with information that didn't exist in the regs. I also tagged it CLASSIFIED - SIGNATURE SERVICE REQUIRED. I also made the shipping documents and DD127 hand receipt for it, the signature service was to get a paper trail of everyone who handled the shipment without consulting any regs.

About a week later this can shows up at Cannon AFB, and I get a notification which I take to the General. First result is I proved the point all the NCOs in that meeting were trying to make, second was Military Airlift Command and Air Force Logistics Command were VERY embarrassed, AFOSI got the idea the entire airlift system had extreme flaws that could lead to smuggling, and HQ USAF soon after required additional training and policies to eliminate the complacency we were seeing. The best result was the Reserve and Guard units supposedly augmenting us were exposed as organizations that were unable to keep up with current policies and many unit commanders ended up being replaced.

I was an SP4 standing by a Commanding General's desk. We rigged an incoming phone call. I immediately picked up the phone and said, "XXX Army Headquarters. What the hell do you want!" The look on the General's face was priceless. Thank God he had a sense of humor.

My brother was Naval Air back in the late 1960s. As a young airman, he was given the task of going out to the airfield and recording all inbound only B1-Romeo-Deltas. It took him a good three hours to figure it out.

In late 1972, we decided to prank our platoon sergeant. The practice in those days was to have a payday inspection in our dress greens (class As) every month. This one month, we all got together and reversed our ribbons and name plates on our uniforms. Instead of ribbons above our left pocket, we put them above our right. Instead of the name plate above the right pocket it was above the left. Everything was mirror reversed. It was into the the third squad before he figured it out. He was obviously puzzled more and more in ranks one and two. Since we were all wrong, he just became more and more frustrated with that something that was ‘off’.

We had a PO1 onboard who's overtly close to his retirement. He would do some petty assignments for his last underway. Chit router PO. P-Way monitor. The guy was a character so as much face-time as he could get in the Pilot house, with chiefs, or crew, he got it. They even had him doing some 1MC announcements. On a particular morning, he was called out on the 1MC. With a special title where his presence was 'respectfully' requested to the bridge, a call designated for commissioned folk. The Conning officer making the announcement at the time could barely hold back his chuckle. Turns out someone in berthing 5 took the time to meticulously sew an extra chevron on his uniforms without PO1 ever noticing. Overnight He went from from three gold chevrons to four gold chevrons, promoted to FCPON. "First Class Petty Officer of the Navy." He rushed out his rack, dressed, grabbed his folder (which everyone knew was always empty), passed the breakfast chow lines, ran through officer's quarters, and up to the bridge. Never a clue why everyone was beaming with joy to see him his whole way up. There he was greeted by the Captain, CMC, and bridge watch standers who had the Boatswains mate announce with pipe & honors of having FCPON aboard the ship!