Best Prank You Ever Pulled?
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Boys got me again this morning.
Monday, after trapseing through half a mile of duck poop to get to the office, I put in a job card to get the duck faeces cleaned off the path...but I mis-spelled and left the first e out of faeces.
Read the daily production instruction this morning, and there's a photo of the faces of Daffy, Donald, and baby Huey on the path with a clean up notice.
Monday, after trapseing through half a mile of duck poop to get to the office, I put in a job card to get the duck faeces cleaned off the path...but I mis-spelled and left the first e out of faeces.
Read the daily production instruction this morning, and there's a photo of the faces of Daffy, Donald, and baby Huey on the path with a clean up notice.
There were these guys I knew who hung out in a television rec room, at the college I went to.
Once a year the college would have Orientation Day when parents could bring their high school kids there. It was a Catholic institution and the parents all wanted a quality educational experience for their kids, so they brought their kids to check out the school.
The second-storey rec room had a large window, was hidden by a tree, and was near the conference area. At night when the parents were at the conference area these guys would pour Quaker Oatmeal out the window while the others made the appropriate "barfing" sounds.
Once a year the college would have Orientation Day when parents could bring their high school kids there. It was a Catholic institution and the parents all wanted a quality educational experience for their kids, so they brought their kids to check out the school.
The second-storey rec room had a large window, was hidden by a tree, and was near the conference area. At night when the parents were at the conference area these guys would pour Quaker Oatmeal out the window while the others made the appropriate "barfing" sounds.
Originally Posted By: Shannow
Monday, after trapseing through half a mile of duck poop to get to the office, I put in a job card to get the duck faeces cleaned off the path...but I mis-spelled and left the first e out of faeces.
So now they're endangered feces? (old Sat. Nite Live joke, Ms. Emily Latella - Why can't they just leave them alone...)
Monday, after trapseing through half a mile of duck poop to get to the office, I put in a job card to get the duck faeces cleaned off the path...but I mis-spelled and left the first e out of faeces.
So now they're endangered feces? (old Sat. Nite Live joke, Ms. Emily Latella - Why can't they just leave them alone...)
Wasn't me but still.
Next to my shop is a vet clinic with a red painted fire hydrant in there front yard for dogs to pee on. One day a City of Frisco fire truck was parked in our lot, and I went to see what was up. There were two guys in uniform with a huge wrench going to town on that thing. I noticed another guy taking a picture of them and he was cracking up. They were rookies going around servicing hydrants in the area, and they never saw it coming.
Next to my shop is a vet clinic with a red painted fire hydrant in there front yard for dogs to pee on. One day a City of Frisco fire truck was parked in our lot, and I went to see what was up. There were two guys in uniform with a huge wrench going to town on that thing. I noticed another guy taking a picture of them and he was cracking up. They were rookies going around servicing hydrants in the area, and they never saw it coming.
I bet if the City wanted to make an example, they could by slapping a law suite for installing the fake fire hydrant. When a nearby property is in the flames and the guys in uniform are trying to connect the hose to it, nobody will be laughing.
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You don't suppose that in this day and age they find hydrants by GPS?
I got my buddy last week. I placed an ad for his car on Craigslist. Made sure I put it in the "free" section. He got over 100 text messages and 75 calls before he got Craigslist to pull the ad.
One of my all time favorites. Horn wired to your brakelights.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovyWYx2vUxQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovyWYx2vUxQ
Originally Posted By: Vikas
I bet if the City wanted to make an example, they could by slapping a law suite for installing the fake fire hydrant. When a nearby property is in the flames and the guys in uniform are trying to connect the hose to it, nobody will be laughing.
- Vikas
I do not know the law here in frisco, but all the working hydrants seem to be silver, and the neighbors in painted red.
I bet if the City wanted to make an example, they could by slapping a law suite for installing the fake fire hydrant. When a nearby property is in the flames and the guys in uniform are trying to connect the hose to it, nobody will be laughing.
- Vikas
I do not know the law here in frisco, but all the working hydrants seem to be silver, and the neighbors in painted red.
Originally Posted By: 660mag
Wasn't me but still.
Next to my shop is a vet clinic with a red painted fire hydrant in there front yard for dogs to pee on. One day a City of Frisco fire truck was parked in our lot, and I went to see what was up. There were two guys in uniform with a huge wrench going to town on that thing. I noticed another guy taking a picture of them and he was cracking up. They were rookies going around servicing hydrants in the area, and they never saw it coming.
I know a guy who after his first good snow storm driving plow truck for the town, was handed a smashed up mail box and told to go find the sweet old lady "somewhere on his route" whose box he smashed and fix it.
Wasn't me but still.
Next to my shop is a vet clinic with a red painted fire hydrant in there front yard for dogs to pee on. One day a City of Frisco fire truck was parked in our lot, and I went to see what was up. There were two guys in uniform with a huge wrench going to town on that thing. I noticed another guy taking a picture of them and he was cracking up. They were rookies going around servicing hydrants in the area, and they never saw it coming.
I know a guy who after his first good snow storm driving plow truck for the town, was handed a smashed up mail box and told to go find the sweet old lady "somewhere on his route" whose box he smashed and fix it.
My brother recently related this prank they pulled when they were kids (a long, long time ago). He grew up in a neighborhood where the kids were know to pull some pretty bad stunts. On Mischief Night, they raked a bunch of leaves in a thick line across the street. This totally stopped traffic as nobody wanted to find out what terrible things were buried in the leaves (it could have been bricks, boards with nails, who knows what). The police arrived, the fire police too, they were all out there gingerly probing the pile with rakes and whatnot trying to figure out what was buried in the leaves. I'm sure the cops asked the kids (knowing they were involved) "What's in the pile?" and I'm sure the reply was "I don't know... nothing". And in fact, there was nothing in the pile. A classic prank!
Some friends of mine had the entire family visiting for the weekend, and of course, that was the weekend that the sanitary line running through their front yard collapses.
I had stopped by to see their daughter. I roll up at about 4pm on a Saturday afternoon, and there's some poor guy in the front yard with a John Deere backhoe, digging up the sanitary line to replace it, digging a huge trench from the house to the street.
So, I acted like I was a city inspector. Come to find out, he had no permits, no nothing. He was trying to see how fast that he could replace 100 feet of sanitary line, with no one from the city noticing. I drove up in my pickup, grabbed a hard hat off of the back seat, get out, and started walking around and "sizing up" the scene.
Of course, he's up in the cab, watching me while he's clearly violating city code. Not only did he not have a permit, he didn't have a licensed plumber on site. At this point, he's about to start wetting his pants.
After I look around for about two minutes, he finally stops digging, gets out of the cab, and walks up to me. I started the conversation with "The neighbors called". He looks at me (I'm about 25 at the time) and says "You're awful young, aren't you?". I responded by looking at my watch... "Let's see... 4pm on a Saturday afternoon... you actually think they're going to call my boss, and send HIM out here to see what's going on?"
And I keep looking down in the trench, examining what he's doing. And then he starts talking non-stop, with all sorts of excuses... "They're good friends... in an bad bind.... all sorts of family in town for the weekend.... the old Orangeburg pipe just collapsed... you know what happens when that lousy excuse for pipe fails.... everything backed up into the house... already tried to clean the line out... couldn't even flush a toilet.... there was nothing else they could do..."
So, after he was done rambling and pleading his case, I said "No permit.. no licensed plumber, right?" He responded. "No... I don't."
About that time, my friend comes out the front door, hollers my name, and the gig was up. That poor guy had sweat out about 5 gallons in less than 5 minutes. Up until that point, he thought that he was thoroughly busted.
He was so relieved to be "off the hook", that he didn't even take it out on me...
I had stopped by to see their daughter. I roll up at about 4pm on a Saturday afternoon, and there's some poor guy in the front yard with a John Deere backhoe, digging up the sanitary line to replace it, digging a huge trench from the house to the street.
So, I acted like I was a city inspector. Come to find out, he had no permits, no nothing. He was trying to see how fast that he could replace 100 feet of sanitary line, with no one from the city noticing. I drove up in my pickup, grabbed a hard hat off of the back seat, get out, and started walking around and "sizing up" the scene.
Of course, he's up in the cab, watching me while he's clearly violating city code. Not only did he not have a permit, he didn't have a licensed plumber on site. At this point, he's about to start wetting his pants.
After I look around for about two minutes, he finally stops digging, gets out of the cab, and walks up to me. I started the conversation with "The neighbors called". He looks at me (I'm about 25 at the time) and says "You're awful young, aren't you?". I responded by looking at my watch... "Let's see... 4pm on a Saturday afternoon... you actually think they're going to call my boss, and send HIM out here to see what's going on?"
And I keep looking down in the trench, examining what he's doing. And then he starts talking non-stop, with all sorts of excuses... "They're good friends... in an bad bind.... all sorts of family in town for the weekend.... the old Orangeburg pipe just collapsed... you know what happens when that lousy excuse for pipe fails.... everything backed up into the house... already tried to clean the line out... couldn't even flush a toilet.... there was nothing else they could do..."
So, after he was done rambling and pleading his case, I said "No permit.. no licensed plumber, right?" He responded. "No... I don't."
About that time, my friend comes out the front door, hollers my name, and the gig was up. That poor guy had sweat out about 5 gallons in less than 5 minutes. Up until that point, he thought that he was thoroughly busted.
He was so relieved to be "off the hook", that he didn't even take it out on me...
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I college I lived in the guys dorms for a few years and there were some good pranks but we had one good friend who was a somewhat ocd and very picky about his hair to the point that it was funny to walk by and mess with it. One day we visited the ethnic hair care section of the store and found an afrosheen activator type product and mixed it with his shampoo, conditioner, and hair gel. It took about a week before we started to see results but this guys hair started sticking out in all directions.
The best part was that as his hair stuck up more he would use more gel containing the stuff and it would get even worse and he would get more frustrated. After a few more days watching this guy get angry about his hair while we laughed and told the guy it was the humidity or whatever we couldn't take it any more and had to tell him. I think we all pitched in a few bucks to replace his stuff in the end.
I college I lived in the guys dorms for a few years and there were some good pranks but we had one good friend who was a somewhat ocd and very picky about his hair to the point that it was funny to walk by and mess with it. One day we visited the ethnic hair care section of the store and found an afrosheen activator type product and mixed it with his shampoo, conditioner, and hair gel. It took about a week before we started to see results but this guys hair started sticking out in all directions.
The best part was that as his hair stuck up more he would use more gel containing the stuff and it would get even worse and he would get more frustrated. After a few more days watching this guy get angry about his hair while we laughed and told the guy it was the humidity or whatever we couldn't take it any more and had to tell him. I think we all pitched in a few bucks to replace his stuff in the end.
Originally Posted By: Slick17601
I once put some folded over ketchup packs under the toilet seat at work......you know the rest.
so simple, so effective.. even better in the ladies bathroom..
high school memories are flooding back in...
I once put some folded over ketchup packs under the toilet seat at work......you know the rest.
so simple, so effective.. even better in the ladies bathroom..
high school memories are flooding back in...
I don't know if this classifies as a prank, but it gave me a chuckle. I was with my son and his cousin. Somehow we got on the subject of high school mischief. He related how his mother (use to be my sister-in-law) once welded the tools to the workbench in a high school metal shop class. His mother is a really quiet gal, but looks can be deceiving. I bet that shop teacher was really PO.
Originally Posted By: Stewart Fan
One of my all time favorites. Horn wired to your brakelights.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovyWYx2vUxQ
I had that done to me once-then another time the same guys hot wired and stole my car. I responded by hot wiring and stealing THEIR car and drove around looking for mine! The things you do as a teenager to amuse yourself in a small town...
One of my all time favorites. Horn wired to your brakelights.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovyWYx2vUxQ
I had that done to me once-then another time the same guys hot wired and stole my car. I responded by hot wiring and stealing THEIR car and drove around looking for mine! The things you do as a teenager to amuse yourself in a small town...
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