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Pranks, Practicle Jokes and shenanegans
Lets hear your best stories.
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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. . |
I was with you until the planting of infidelity evidence. That's crosses the prank / practical joke line.
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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.
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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. |
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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. |
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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?
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I don't see a cat.
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Wait! I thought I saw something move under the Jag.
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wanna see a dead cat? stay tuned.
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there you go, stray cat hanging around the shop at night
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BTW, You've just been punk'd!
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friend colleage would get punked every time he left the office longer then a week, office trip, vacation, hospital , whatever
he had gadget's on his desk, one was a Ximian monkey he left he came back monkey gone it was sending emails from around the world though first mail : this is the last time you go on a trip without me you poof, i'm on my world tour, will be back when i get back Brussels http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304778.jpg http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304797.jpg Paris http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304815.jpg http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304828.jpg London http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304850.jpg http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304878.jpg http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304888.jpg http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304899.jpg http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304912.jpg http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1205304921.jpg |
self edited....sorry , still to soon to laugh about it?
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we tried that one day in the irish pub, but he was to drunk to notice |
Stijn,
I remember that story. Too funny! |
Teenager living at home:
I filled a thin plastic pouch with a watered down ketchup mix.... I filed a couple of metal "stakes". My mom was in a room where there was a big glass door and plenty of light.... I held the stakes "just right" and ran into the door from the outside, puncturing my shirt and the bag of "blood", red everywhere, I stumble backwards and fall, mom panics - whoops! I thought it was funny..... |
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Funniest one I can remember....
We're having pre-party cocktails at my house, lots of friends over, it's Calgary Stampede week and we're going out cowboying. It took a couple hours to get everyone gathered, a few buddies from out of Town were in; I knew how busy the pub we were going to would be so I wanted to get going. We were all ready to go when one of my good buddies decides he needed to wash his only pair of jeans in my washing machine and then dry them. I was pissed off when I saw him sporting a pair of my shorts and informing me that we'd have to wait. What'ya gonna do? Well he washed them pretty quick and chucks them in the dryer. I went into the laundry room and took his jeans, pulled them inside out and laced them with pink insulation, then put them right side out and back in the dryer. He pulled them out and threw them on and off we went. I told the whole gang what I did. Well we get to the pub and we're in the line up and buddy starts scratching and we're all laughing our bags off. I almost pissed myself it was so funny. I swore everyone to secrecy; so buddy just thought he was Mr. Funny and had us all laughing. This went on all night long. Buddy was dancing with girls and scratching all night long. At about 1 AM one of my other buds tells buddy what I did, he swore he was gonna get me back but never did. Truly hilarious. |
"R" Rated: Sexual content & slightly mean :(
I had a good buddy get absolutely hammered one night and he brought a girl back to my place after the bar closed. He was liquored to the max and she was a "10"; cases of beer imo; I mean buck ugly boyz. The next morning we're all waking up and my pals girl had gone home, but he had her phone number. I tell him she was a babe, a real gorgeous girl. He was all proud of himself. Then I convinced him to invite the girl to this huge BBQ I was hosting for a bunch of friends. There was about 50 people expected; so my buddy calls the girl up and invites her over for the BBQ. Well of course I prepped everyone else for the big moment and my buddy was absolutely shocked and astonished when she arrived. This girl was buck ugly. She ended up staying there the night and hooked up with another loser that very night, so all was not lost, but the look on my buddies face when she showed up was priceless. |
My buddies and I always had a rule:
fun is fun but anything that is dangerous or will leave damage (scratches, etc ... was off limits) however, anything that might be annoying or just a pain was still fair game. Buddies and I turned the Wrestling coaches car so that it was wedged between the cars next to it at the pizza shop we hung out at ... | - | Everybody in our group in High school got the TP job when they got their new car :D Misty mornings and toilet paper is just plain nasty ... lolo, yes, my turn did come around :D elementary school was either potatoes or apples in tail pipes, great to hear when you're waiting for the school bus. I'm probably the only teacher in my high school that pulls pranks on kids! :) jump out from around corners if a kid is caught sleeping -- beware! -- 1.) one day a kid was so knocked out I got the whole class to empty into the hall and turned off the lights then we started to bang on the door :D Did the same thing to kid who fell asleep during a movie. Poor kid's leg feel asleep and he was trying to run but ... ended up bumping into desks on his way out of the room. 2.) found a piece of paper on the floor and wedged it between the fingers of student that was propering herself up with her elbow. She woke up because everyone was snickering. She then realized that she had a piece of paper in her hand. The girl sitting next to her was so on the ball that she told the sleeping girl, "WTF! you are sooooooo weird, you woke up and picked up that paper and then went back to sleep!" ... Not really a prank but, when I catch my kids cheating in class (the ones who are stupid enough to write answers on their desks) I yell out for an eraser normally get one from the opposite side of the room (no, I won't except his) and then then the perp to erase, then throw the eraser back. I just walk away and continue with the desk --- enough punishment has been given out ;) I don't nark on my kids. I used to have a self recorded message on my phone. "Hello? .... Hello!?! .... HELLO !!!!!!!!! .... oops, Please leave a message!" I left just enough amount of time so that the other person would start talking. Apparently, several of my friends fell for it while at work and ended up getting louder and louder so that basically everybody in the office heard their voice :D I did loose a date because of that :D :D still was worth it though ! lolo, I miss the days of NO caller-ID :( |
When I was a teenager, I used to slide lit firecrackers under the bathroom door when my brother was taking his "morning constitutional". He would FLIP OUT.
Last year he was in town visiting, and I just happened to have some firecrackers (illegal here). Got him again, for old times' sake. My wife didn't think it was funny at all, but my brother and I laughed all day. |
I'm sure if I remembered my drunken HS and college days I'd have many good ones. One I remember.....
Roommate of mine got absolutely *****faced, passed out in his room. When he passed out, he seriously passed out. So we went into his room, folded his crappy mattress in half with him in it like a sandwich, then carried him outside in front of our apartment. We then also moved his bedframe outside, and set up his bed. Our apartment was in a big complex, and on the main floor next to the parking lot. That means everyone in the adjacent buildings had to walk past our place to get to their car. My roommate awoke the next morning to three girls laughing at him. He was in his boxers on his bed outside, and he had pissed himself. Good stuff...... Rob, love your story about the ugly girl. Another roommate of mine was hooking up with a dog ugly girl one night at a party. Being good friends we tried to warn him, then I went home early. It didn't help that she had a bad reputation as a slut. The next morning I awoke early, as I always do, and heard voices in his adjacent room. Knowing exactly what had happened, and what his response would be, I quickly woke my girlfriend (now wife) and we dashed out to our living room couch. A few minutes later he dashes past us and out the door, the puzzled girl in question trailing behind him. We just sat there and smiled.:D He still catches ***** for that. |
I don't usually like practical jokes because they get out of hand with the "one-upmanship" factor, but I've done a few, only as payback:
Small rocks inside a hubcap on a work truck, large zip ties around the drive shaft between the mufflers can make lots of noise, one time I poured a box of talcum powder inside the bottom of a radiator fan shroud. The guy thought his engine was on fire when he started it up. that one is a bit destructive as it can clog an air filter so it should be a last resort. But ... my best one ever was: a co-worker liked to play with prussian blue. If you're not familiar with that product, it is a blue dye paste used to check bearing contact and it GETS EVERYWHERE! A little tiny bit can go a long way. Well this clown thought it would be a good idea to put some inside the headband on my hardhat. I ended up with tiny blue dots on my forehead, pissed me off. I told him I was gonna get him good so he was real paranoid for a few weeks but nothing happened. Then one night he was taking his wife to dinner and had to stop for gas on the way. By the time he got to the rerstaurant his wife asked, "what do you have all over you?" Seems his gas cap was covered with prussian blue and he didn't notice it until he had it all over his hands, his pocket, his keys, his face, his door handle, you get the picture. |
In the 1970’s I worked in a plumbing supply house. Lots of macho types in and out all the time ...sooooooo …I built a ‘mongoose cage’.
Imagine: Front half was chicken-wire mesh (top, sides) with a wooden base, I had some straw in there and a jar lid attached to the base with water (drinking) always in it. The wood base extended back into the ‘house’ (all wood) part of the cage. A curved opening let the ‘mongoose’ traverse between solid box and wire mesh. The solid part had a top that was hinged at the front (mesh end) and had a large clasp at the back to lock it down. There was actually no real mongoose. Below the hinged lid was attached a LARGE, spring loaded, rat trap (think Industrial Strength standard mouse trap). Also on the underside of the lid was a curved wire that attached to a brown, woman’s, wig that I had drug through some mud and let dry (dirty/messy looking). I would attach the wig on the hook, compress the large spring and then close the lid so that just a tiny amount of dirty, matted hair was visible to anyone looking through the mesh cage and into the opening of the solid box. (“I can see it in there!”) I always kept a large, leather, high-cuffed glove laying on the cage. On the top of the lid, written in RED magic marker was: “Mongoose! DO NOT OPEN this lid!” We sat the cage out on the loading dock and the trick was … to have someone ask about it? Inquire? Curiosity? Want to see it. I would go out, make a big production of putting on the leather glove and then manipulate the cage so that the wire end was towards them. When I released the latch the heavy spring would slam the wooden lid open and hurl the ‘mongoose’ with much velocity …RIGHT AT the observer, usually hitting them in the chest! So for a split second, they see this mass of brown ‘fur’ rushing at them! Ahhh ….Youth!:) |
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