Pranks, Practicle Jokes and shenanegans
 

Lets hear your best stories.

we recently buried a coworkers car up to the windows with heavily packed snow......all the way around....:D
when he dug it out and was letting it warm up we reburied it a second time :D

My husband is an electrician and once had a co-worker, let's just call him Mr. Barnoff, who was always playing practical jokes. Barnoff actually shipped all of my husband's tools to CHINA one time. Oh yeah, that was hilarious... Try working on a construction site when your tools have been shipped to China.

So my husband decides to get even. Barnoff had an Olds Alero rental car at the job site. My husband slim-jimmed the door and got into the car. He took the jack out, jacked the car up and put the suspension on blocks. Then he pushed gravel up around the tires so it appeared the car was on the ground, but actually was supported by the blocks. Next he put the jack back away deep inside the trunk. Before closing the trunk, he filled it clear to the top with styrofoam peanuts.

The interior of the car got filled with peanuts and other loose packing material. Then my husband carefully locked all the doors and left the job site about 15 minutes early - all the better to avoid the spicy tempered Mr. Barnoff.

Apparently Barnoff got pretty pissed about the peanuts inside the car. He cleared them out and turned on the a/c. Well, husband had stuffed peanuts inside of the vents too so they blew out. This REALLY bent Mr. Barnoff - he dropped the little Olds into drive and punched it.

Shot gravel across the whole parking lot. Now just furious he bails out of the car and figures out it's on blocks. Needs the jack to correct it. Remember the trunk? When Barnoff opened that trunk he had a full grown man-sized ****tin kitten fit - screamed and stomped around the lot all red faced.

Fortunately by Monday he had cooled off. He and my husband called a truce after that.

angela

a buddy of mine in HS was at his GF's house with the drivers side door facing the house- parked on the wrong side of the street.

His car was a 1970 Monte Carlo with a one-legged rearend. Some dudes jacked up the car, placed a few blocks under the passenger side and took off the RR wheel- the side that has the torque and is facing away from the house.

Stevie jumped into the MC, slammed it into drive and didn't move an inch. Comes out and sees the tire is gone.

He calls his old man who is a GM at Les Schwab and the next morning they come out with a new tire -

Wheel was back on the car when they got there.

They also used to lift the hood and pull all the wires off the distributor - daily. I've had to push that car a few times, backfiring and smoking out the tailpipes while Stevie was screaming mad.

rjp

My old boss and I used to try and scare each other constantly on the job site.
We hide and jump out making crazy noises.

I got him the best.

I ran into the new house we working in and hid in the closet with the door just opened a crack.
He had left his cell phone in the room past my hiding spot.
I called his phone. He forgot about me and went to take the 'call'...ZING!

He about jumped out of his skin.


KT

Took some friends on a dirt bike ride. It was really hot and we stopped for a break. I asked who wanted to go to the tavern in the small town near my cabin. All were eager and thirsty. They asked: "how far?" I said, we'll it was 4 hrs out here, it'll be 4 hrs back. U should have seen the long faces. I said" Well let's get going: I went over a little hill thru the pine trees into the back parking lot of the Tavern. Smiles all around!

Another time, I rode up a mtn by myself the week before and buried beers in the snow bank. Another long, hot ride....All were tired and thirsty.....I said, wouldn't a beer taste good. I got "booed" all around; until I pulled a six-pack out of the snowbank!!!!!

Many years back I worked at BestBuy. We had a salesmanager who was a real jerk. I was tight with the inventory senior, Bruce, who also hated the salesmanager. Bruce's girlfriend, Lisa, worked as an admin assistant and worked in what we called "the bridge". This was where all of the salesmanagers were kept at the front of the store. Because of her position she had access to all of the contact numbers and schedules for the management team.
We made a plan to get back at this guy. At all hours of the day or night when {we'll call him Doug} Doug was not on schedule she or a girlfriend would call his personal cell or his home phone. If his wife would answere they would ask for him or just hang up. If he answered they would just play it off as a wrong number.This went on for about three weeks. Because she was stationed on the bridge she would hear him talking to other people about the annoying calls and how his wife is suspicious of him. Occasionally his wife would call him at work and Lisa would tell her he wasn't scheduled in that day or that he was out for lunch and couldn't be reached on his company cell phone.
We learned that Doug had a wedding that he and his wife were to attend. Doug came in for his morning shift as scheduled. His plan was to work his schedule and pick his wife up at her sisters and go directly to the wedding. As the end of his shift approached Doug let me out the wharehouse door and I let the air out the front left tire on Bruce's new Navigator. Bruces wife called about an hour before the end of his shift and Lisa told he that he had already left. Bruce notices his flat tire when he gets ready to leave and has a fit. He's in his good suit and doesn't want to get it dirty changing the tire. He tells Bruce to change it for him and Bruce is happy to assist. As Bruce puts the jack back into it's compartment he also deposits a pair of worn panties and a condom wrapper under the back seat on the same side as the baby seat. Doug gets out about a half hour late. Add this to the hour his wife thought he had already left and poor ole Doug had an hour and a half he had to account to his wife for.
Doug was off schedule for two weeks following that. We heard something about marriage counciling but never found out for sure.
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I was with you until the planting of infidelity evidence. That's crosses the prank / practical joke line.

Every once in a while, I leave my car unlocked at night. I'd say about 75% of the time I leave it unlocked, someone gets in and completely messes around with the settings on the power seats.

Holy crap, hilarious story. Harsh, but hilarious.

I worked there too. Unwritten company policy involved fscking with customers for sport. Customer is king as long as they're signing up for a profitable transaction. All others can hit the bricks, we'd send them to Circuit City and CompUSA. No, seriously. This mostly related to screwing with them on the computers and other low margin stuff they tried to buy. More benign, was fun with the color copiers. I used to make copies of hundred dollar bills. Obvious fakes if you looked close (hell, they were one-sided) so don't call the feds. I'd keep 'em in my pocket for a few days and "age" them. Then just leave them lying around the department and watch customers. They all tried to be all sneaky and grab 'em. Half would just stick 'em in their pockets and bolt, the others would take a closer look then get all pissy b/c they'd been had.

High School:
Our science teacher inhaled one too many lab chemicals and was very absent minded. He would always leave his Honda Civic hatchback unlocked or windows down. 6 of us would lift the car up and move it over parking blocks, etc. then push it around campus. One time he found it at home plate on our field.

We only drug the guy out into the open on this issue. Lisa would tell us all the time how he would proposition her. How he'd get her a raise or get her more hours if she would return the favor. There was a reason why she hated him.
Granted it may have been brutal and over the line of a prank but it was well earned by him. But if it makes a diff in the karma dept, he's the one who was responsible for me quitting.

there was this craigslist ad...

My favorite so far

must be missing something here, but then I don't cruise the "exotic services" ads very often:D

You need to spend more time reading OT and less time working!

I hear ya, there is a revenge element to it with that additional info about your friends girl. The rules are different for revenge http://forums.pelicanparts.com/suppo...eys/icon26.gif

College:
First year in the dorms. We had a phone up front that people would answer and a buzzer system to ring the room - we had to come to the front to take the call. I was sitting up front with a couple of friends, phone rings, I hush everyone and start:

Hello, you have reached xyz dorm. NONE of us are able to come to the phone right now....so on. At the end, I hit a number on the key pad - a dad started to leave a message with the machine (me). The dad was calling for his son, who was not the brightest star out there. I guess his dad wasn't either.

Hey Kevin, why is there a cat sitting on top of the silver (?) 911?

I don't see a cat.