5 Hank's Pranks

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HANK'S Pranks Pranks CAN BE harmless. Pranks can be fun. Not Hank's pranks. Oh no. They were deadly, as you might well expect from one of the world's worst children. Not a day went by without Hank playing a trick on someone. It could be something simple like:

Deflating a balloon every time his teacher sat down to make it sound as if they'd BLOWN OFF... Sticking strips of sticky tape to the doorframe so anyone passing through became Stuck in it... Putting clingfilm round the toilet bowl so you splashed yourself as you peed... Smearing butter all over the kitchen floor so it became as Slippery as an ice rink... Tickling his sleeping father on the nose with a feather so he woke up with a giant SNEEZE...

Or something more elaborate like: Pretending to be poisoned in the school cafeteria by painting his face purple and then lying on the floor, moaning loudly... "URGH! BEWARE THE FISH PIE!" On a school trip to a history museum, wrapping himself in toilet paper and pretending to be one of the Egyptian MUMMIES come to life! "WHA HA!" Concealing his arm up his jumper, and then squirting ketchup all over the woodwork room, pretending he had sawn it off... "NOOOO!"

Every time one of Hank's pranks landed, he would shout at the top of his voice, "GOTCHA!" Hank's family was the main target of his pranks: At his grandmother's house, he replaced her night cream with the real cream from the fridge. This meant she spent the whole night fighting off her six cats, who all tried to lick it off. "MIAOW!" "OFF!" yelled the poor old lady. "GOTCHA!" said Hank. His sister Molly had a terrible fear of sharks after seeing them on television, so when she went for her weekly swimming lesson Hank saw the perfect opportunity to terrorise her. He made a shark costume out of bin liners, fashioned a fin from a float then swam towards her. "ARGH!" she screamed. Now the girl is so frightened of water she won't even get in the bath. "GOTCHA!" said Hank.

His father was allergic to cheese. Whenever he had it, the man had to dash to the toilet clutching his bottom for fear it might explode. So Hank bought a huge slab of cheese, and cut it into the shapes of biscuits. He then dipped the cheese shapes in melted chocolate. "Here you go, Dad, some lovely chocolate biscuits." "Ah, thank you, Hank. What a good boy you are," said Father. He took a large bite. Immediately he could hear his tummy FIZZING and POPPING. Before long he was clutching his bottom and running for the toilet. BLURT! "GERONIMO!" yelled Father as he ran. "GOTCHA!" said Hank. The man's bottom hit the toilet seat just as his bottom exploded. It was a dead heat. Father didn't come out of there for three whole days.