Pranks and practical jokes

[Dumbassgo]

If you work in an office where there is more than one computer on a table, swap the mice round - e.g. put the mouse from the computer on the left in front of the computer on the right and vice versa. Works especially well if the users boot up the machines at the same time and star wiggling the mouse on the screen at the same time.

Not really a practical joke but a useful slacker trick - if you have an office with a door to yourself and you fancy a nap, empty a box of paperclips by the door, then lie down with your head next to the door and go to sleep. If some boss type walks in, the door will knock you awake and you can simply say you were on the floor picking up the paperclips.

Cheers,
Dumbassgo.

[Estreeter]

When growin' up a few of the k1ds and I in my street pulled this one a few times

We'd go around the neighborhood at night and swap street name signs with it's neighboring street

That one was real fun , till we got caught man did I get a belting from my ol' man

[rotobott]

Many years ago when I worked in an old mill there was a really annoying guy, one day when he was being really obnoxious four us went outside at lunchtime to where he had parked his Reliant Robin. We carefully picked it up and placed it in old walled up doorway with about an inch to spare front and back. Come going home time he was apoplectic with rage, and unfortunatey everybody had urgent appointments that day so couldn't stop to help him.

Next day the car was gone and so was he, never saw him again.

[tabler]

This is not so much a prank but a nasty revenge trick.

When I used to live on a housing estate I had an open plan garden, and one neighbour always let his dog shit on my garden. Now I used to be in trouble quite a lot in those days so violence wasnt an option.

So One evening I went out and scooped up about 3 loads of shit and put it into a paper bag. I quietly placed the bag on his doorstep, set fire to it and rang his doorbell then ran like hell and hid behind my bushes.

The guy comes out in his slippers and starts stamping on the bag to put it out.

I think I did that twice before the dogshit stopped on my garden.

[Nobody1]

This is a revenge trick i've done with some buddies during our apprenticeship to one of our instructors. This always bad-tempered man had a great time to ruin our peaceful day. His favorite saying was 'Well criminals, again too late?' if we had a few beers too many in the evening before as usual. Followed by an hour-long halitosis speech and the threat 'It will have its consequences', which was true.
One hot summer day we had enough and got us a bucket full of pig shit from a farmer that we dilute with a little water. We went at night to the neighboring village where he lived and slipped on his property. And there it stood. His brand new car which glittered even in the dark night. We immediately took our brushs and began to cover the windows of his favorite gem with a thick coat of pig shit. Pig shit is ideal for this purpose cause if this stuff dries, it hardens like cement.
The next morning he was too late.

We were curious and looked in the morning break for his car in the parking lot. We had almost to puke from laughing when we found it. Within one hour he had just barely managed to scrape a few tiny parts of the windshield and one side window free. After two busy after ours his gem was reasonably clean again. Nevertheless, you could see the shit in the corners for weeks.

The 80s, what kind of carefree times. There was concern about a nuclear holocaust, but at least not for his own job.

[Estreeter]

I went to my hometown today and met up with my closest and oldest mate, I was best man at his wedding, which is what this story is about.

There is a group of 6 of us real close mates. Whenever one of us got married, except me , we had a special private bucks (stag) party as an addition to the party for a large one.

Well, on our private one, the six of us boarded a plane and went to the Gold Coast over a 3 day long weekend for drinking and general mayhem. My mate got real drunk on the 1st night and suffered the next afternoon, later that night, we hit the casino, he was drinking and gambling heavily, too the point where he passed out at a blackjack table. We took him back to the hotel room and then it hit us, lets make him pay dearly. We hired an escort just to lay down naked next to him and stay there till he woke up. When he woke late morning, he was shocked, he didn't know if he'd done the deed, he kept asking us and was real worried. We told him don't know as we got back to the room before he did after we lost him. He really can't remember.

Anyway, that was bought up today, 14 years later he still does not know the truth and never will

Just don't want to know what's going too happen to me when it''s my turn in about 2 years

[MaxJoker]

Only practical jokes i`ve played are ones where you`re unable to see what happened and only hear about it afterwards , either through gossip or the courts

Most expensive one (£17) was where i went into the main Library room at the Uni i briefly attended and put stink bombs ( The glass kind) under every chair leg in the place .

Don`t know if it could be considered a success but the room was closed for two days and for a week afterwards smelt of rotten eggs and over boiled cabbage.

In other words it smelled a damn sight better.


Certainly better than Miss Porter the elderly head Librarian anyway

[conholad]

There was one time when everything fell into place just perfectly.
My sister had a family gathering and her ex-husband and teenage son were asked, while they were there, to put up a picture in the kitchen which backed onto the living room where everyone was sitting.
Mick and Elliott got the drill out and, with much laughing and banter, proceeded to drill a hole. I jokingly warned them of drilling too deep and going through the wall.
From my position in the doorway I could see there was another picture on the opposite side of where they were drilling and, even better, there was a squash ball on the hallway table within reach of me.
I put the squash ball behind the picture in the living room and put my finger to my lips to the room at large.
When Mick gave that final lunge of the drill I shouted "Stop" and when they came into the living room all they saw was the picture sticking out from the wall. Their facial expressions were priceless.

[tabler]

I remember my Daughter came home from a school trip and offered me some chewing gum. She sat expectantly watching me as I was sitting reading the paper chewing away.

It was mustard and pepper flavour joke gum and she was really pissed off cos I liked it.

[snape]

Being a sourpuss I don't do practicals....but I always remember reading about one that makes me squirm everytime i recall it.

Barry Humphries (aka Dame Edna Everidge) when he was first getting his career off the ground in the UK used to fly QUANTAS - the national Australian airline.

He took some coleslaw on the plane once.
After take-off he began to have choking fits and was given a brown bag and made volcanic noises as he retched into it.
Eventually he stopped, having got people's attention he looked in the bag and producing a plastic fork began stirring the contents (his coleslaw) and then eating it.

He was banned for life by QUANTAS.