Tell us about your dastardly deeds...

[Pazuzu]

We would go out in college, get drunk, and then on the walk back home, I'd break off a random cars' antenna and use it to break their headlights.






Today me would chase down and kill past me if past me did that to today me's car.

[Baz]

In Boy Scouts......

Put hands of certain scouts into warm water while sleeping.

Dropped blind minnows into mouth of sleeping scout master.

Rowed our boat down river with a tall pole and flashlight while blowing an air horn to make the bridge master open the draw bridge.

I don't recall any pranks after leaving the scouts.....

[Jeff Higgins]

Originally Posted by RSBob

Riding my road bike on the shoulder, minding my own bees wax some a hole and his buddy pull along side me and blasted an air horn, used to signal the bridge tender to raise the bridge, right into my ear. The thing was so loud I almost wrecked. He and I were at the crest of a long hill where I can easily hit 45. He speeds away and I keep him in sight. I watch as he goes through an intersection and parks at a Safeway. I just make the light and stop to watch him and his buddy go into the store still laughing. I pull up to his truck and very nervously pull my pen knife and used it on each side wall. Got back on my bike and got the he!! Out of there. God was I nervous, but had a job to do. Didn’t stick around for the fireworks. Celebrated that night with an extra beer.

I'm extremely disappointed to hear this, Rick. They may have scared the hell out of you, but they did you no harm. Certainly could have, but did not. In stark contrast, you cost the owner of the car a good deal of time and money. Confronting them like a man would have been respectable. This was anything but. This was cowardly, low life bullsheet. Very, very disappointing.

[RKDinOKC]

Put a stinky, road killed skunk in the trunk, under the spare tire in a guys car. He deserved it and got more but not from me. Casually mentioned the skunk thing around some people that had some wild stories themselves. Few weeks later he woke to his car being rolled side over side down his street by an unmanned bulldozer. After that decided it was much better to just leave that kind of stuff to "professionals".

[tabs]

I once had somebody park.a black Audi in a parking lot full of Porsches.

[WPOZZZ]

I worked at a parking garage for an office building during college. These arseholes from upstairs came back from lunch and left a mess in the garage. My partner went to clean up the mess, and put their stinky Chinese wine back in their car, via the door window gasket.

[flatbutt]

Once wrapped a dorm toilet with saran wrap. Okay twice.

We sometimes tossed small pieces of metallic sodium out of the lab window into the snow banks below just to watch peoples reactions.

The funniest was taking advantage of the proximity of a sink to a desk. In those days we had reducers on the water faucet that allowed tygon tubing to be attached. I attached a line, ran it behind the benches and taped it to the underside of a desk top in the kneehole. When a guy I wanted to prank sat down I'd turn on the water and the stream would hit him in the crotch. Good times!

[legion]

Originally Posted by flatbutt

Once wrapped a dorm toilet with saran wrap. Okay twice.

Did that one. Always seemed to get noticed before hand.

The best one was to put some ketchup packets under the toilet seat lid so that they got smashed when someone sat down....

[Wetwork]

It was a simple basic prank, but one that was almost impossible to fix once the tide started moving...had a jerk guy at the unit so we called JC Whitney and requested a catalog in his name. Apparently once a name is in the system getting the name changed was pretty futile.

It started showing up in the station mail box almost monthly and at that same time tons of other junk mail bearing the proud title of....

MK2 John Smith Man-Lover

That catalog followed him most of his career, from unit to unit, a simple call to change the address. Some guys can take this sort of stuff with a smile. He wasn't one of those.-WW

[legion]

Originally Posted by Wetwork

It was a simple basic prank, but one that was almost impossible to fix once the tide started moving...had a jerk guy at the unit so we called JC Whitney and requested a catalog in his name. Apparently once a name is in the system getting the name changed was pretty futile.

It started showing up in the station mail box almost monthly and at that same time tons of other junk mail bearing the proud title of....

MK2 John Smith Man-Lover

That catalog followed him most of his career, from unit to unit, a simple call to change the address. Some guys can take this sort of stuff with a smile. He wasn't one of those.-WW

In college, we'd send the Book of Mormon, Viagra information kits, a free first volume of a Time-Life collection, a timeshare information kit, etc. to people we didn't like.

It never occurred to us to get creative with the name...

[Tervuren]

There was this one neighbor that used to complain about the leaves blowing into his yard.

I fixed him by making sure I put my trashcan closer to his house than mine.

Must have drove him nuts.

[Jims5543]

Originally Posted by Tervuren

There was this one neighbor that used to complain about the leaves blowing into his yard.

I fixed him by making sure I put my trashcan closer to his house than mine.

Must have drove him nuts.

[GH85Carrera]

Originally Posted by RSBob

Riding my road bike on the shoulder, minding my own bees wax some a hole and his buddy pull along side me and blasted an air horn, used to signal the bridge tender to raise the bridge, right into my ear. The thing was so loud I almost wrecked. He and I were at the crest of a long hill where I can easily hit 45. He speeds away and I keep him in sight. I watch as he goes through an intersection and parks at a Safeway. I just make the light and stop to watch him and his buddy go into the store still laughing. I pull up to his truck and very nervously pull my pen knife and used it on each side wall. Got back on my bike and got the he!! Out of there. God was I nervous, but had a job to do. Didn’t stick around for the fireworks. Celebrated that night with an extra beer.

Back in my days as a kid, still living at home with mom and dad on an Air Force Base, still riding my bike everywhere.......
I had a similar experience. One of a real A-hole kids on base was driving his car. He too LOVED to pull up next to kid on a bike and lay on his loud horn, and laugh his ass off if the kid crashed. He had a distinctive GTO, and his dad was a general. He knew no one was was going to complain to his dad.
My great luck was one of my buddies had a dad that was a full bird colonel and they lived right next door to the A-hole kid. We could dress all in dark clothes, in the dark of night and get to the A-holes car. At first we would just unscrew all the valve stems and take the cores. That takes too long and he A-hole kept honking at kids on bikes. So we started clipping off, or slicing the valve stems. That meant a flat bed wrecker and a trip to the tire store. He kept honking, we kept clipping. Finally one of the kids dad's mentioned to the general about seeing the car leave on a flatbed again. That was mentioned at my friends family dinner and the dad was told about the A-hole honking at kids and making several kids on base crash and get lots of road rash. Word finally tricked back, no more honking, no more cut valve stems. A truce was declared.

[JeremyD]

I don't want you guys to think less of me -

[GWN7]

As far as I know there are no statue of limitations .................... maybe

[Zeke]

Well, alright! Some good ones.

I'll share another. I was building a swimming pool for myself in 1978 but I couldn't really do a lot except the tile work. I was simply the contractor rather than a SP contractor making a bundle. When it came to getting a pool plumber, one was recommended by the excavator. He came, we talked about equipment, performance, etc. I was pretty young and green to be doing something like this even though I had a nice size room addition going on at the same time in the same place.

He was slick. This guy could sell a hot dog to a vegan and he had me lined up for a pool and spa that the MGM Grand would be jealous of.

The room add actually was in such a design that we had to dig the pool, install rebar and rough plumbing and then the gunnite. It was to sit then for 2 months while I finished the room, the decking and the tile. Now getting back to me being green, I let this pool plumber take half to start the job and he did supplying and installing the PVC piping before steel. That turned out to be about 15% of the total expense so he's ahead of me by about $1000.

I do the rest of the room add and I'm ready for him — he's no where to be found. I went to his plumbing yard and could see though the office windows that the multi-line phones were all put on 'hold' and the 4 lines (total) were blinking in unison. No wonder it was always busy. I could see the phone lines coming in from the pole (remember, 1978) and attached to the side of the building. I pulled a rope out of my truck and threw it over the lines, made a loop, pulled up a cinch near the building and then tie tied the other end to my hitch.

I just drove off with the lines following me down the street. If I wasn't going to be able to call in, then they weren't going to be able to call out. They went bankrupt anyway. I paid 2wice to eventually have my pool pumps, heater and spa equipment bought and installed.

[peppy]

I put about 100 crickets in a college dorm room under the built in dressers and beds. I still think that was funny.

[look 171]

Sounds like a bunch of college age kids doing stupid siht, not adults. Big difference if we do this now and could end up costing us. Yes, I normally drag the cans back in front of their place before the trashtruck comes before I go off to work

We had this really unfair history teacher back in high school. He had his favorites, of course, to all the kids who would agree with his political point of view. I copied his old student's "A" paper word for word and turned it in. He gave me a big fat "F" only because he hated my guts, mainly I would talk crap to him and question him when I get sick of listening to his BS. I knew he didn't read my paper.

I waited until the last week of the semester and stole his roll book. I knew he had every single one of his student's whole semester grades in that thing and that they had to turn it in before they go off the summer. Well, poof, gone along with his room keys. I threw it in the big dumpsters in the back of the school. Each dumpsters had few pages of his roll book. Somehow, I got a C like most of the kids in class. I knew that he had to stay up nights to fake all the grades before it was due the next week. I never mentioned that to anyone until this post.

[RSBob]

Originally Posted by Jeff Higgins

I'm extremely disappointed to hear this, Rick. They may have scared the hell out of you, but they did you no harm. Certainly could have, but did not. In stark contrast, you cost the owner of the car a good deal of time and money. Confronting them like a man would have been respectable. This was anything but. This was cowardly, low life bullsheet. Very, very disappointing.

Jeff, I guess I should tell you I just did yours too.

Epilogue: since that event I have permanent ringing in my ear which really takes off if exposed to any loud noises.

Pickup drivers have been the worst antagonists while riding my bike, which is always as far over on the shoulder as possible. I have been spit on, cheery bombed, cans of soda thrown, yelled at countless times, had one truck pull off the shoulder in front of me in gravel and wait for my approach and then gunned it spraying rocks, run off the road, my wife and I were on our tandem and had a vanilla milkshake thrown and hit us (yummy), hit by a boat being pulled by a truck and the all time topper was being shot at with the bullet whooshing by my front wheel and hitting a fern by a group of alcohol fueled hunters. I called the Sheriffs Dept. To say I have a special place in my heart for a-hole pickup drivers (not all, just the a-holes) would be an understatement. Maybe, just maybe, I was mad as hell and wasn’t going to take it anymore. And yeah you are right, a 155 lb skinny guy in spandex and cleats would have no problem taking on two dudes. The defense rests.

“Now cut out all that macho s^^^ and learn how to play guitar.”

[A930Rocket]

Two more. One similar to WW’s.

Sent the little post cards to the Army, Navy, Air Force, etc with my friends name asking for information.

Months go by and he finally mentions the bombardment of phone calls from recruiters. I had forgotten all about, but got a chuckle out of it.

My senior year of high school, I put a rubber band on the sink sprayer in the classroom we were in. Thought some kid would get soaked later.

My teacher, the HOTTEST teacher at school walks up to the sink. I’m thinking, no, no, no!

She wasn’t happy.