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Funny or stupid things that your "friend" did.....

At work we all have our favorite person to pick on for whatever reason right? Our target used a garden tractor to get around the plant to do repairs.
1 we reversed the hydro so forwards was backwards ect. That was hilarious! Then we hooked up the horn the next day to come on in reverse.
Never seized the steering wheel, put baby powder in the muffler, glitter in his toolbox, superglued rubber to his ballpeen hamers, ground the numbers off his wrenches. Just a few of the many pranks.

I supervise maintenance at a prision,and I had a guy named Russ that worked for me,who went around with a cart to each cell block doing the routine maintenance jobs. Everytime he went to a particular block,he would leave the cart in the control center and one officer would do something to screw with the cart like the pranks mentioned above. Russ was what they called a tunnel rat in Vietnam,because of his size,he was sent in the tunnels to flush out the Vietnamise. Anyway Russ would be really pissed off that the corrections officer would screw with the cart. One day Russ was going about his routine with the cart when he saw that officer being assulted by an inmate,and the inmate was beating the officers azz badly,so Russ took his 4 battery mag light out of the holster on the side of the cart,knocked the inmate out cold,put the mag light back in its holster and continued with his routine,like nothing happened! That officer never screwed with the cart again! Russ hit the inmate so hard with that mag light,we couldn't get the batteries out of it!
 
Former company's maintenance crew was over the top:

Night shift guys drilled a 1/2" hole in the back of a day shift maintenance guy's tool box and filled it with 3 -55 gal grease drums.

In retaliation the day shift guy filled all the drawers of the night shift guys tool boxes up with silicone.....just before a holiday - 200 caulking tubes worth.

Night shift guys put a dead rattlesnake in the floorboard of the day shift guys truck - he cut his head and fell down and had to have stitches.

Day shift guy waits until after night shift guy clocks in, takes the big fork truck and puts his car on top of the building, hides the big fork truck in the warehouse and cuts the propane line. then goes to the hose crimping machine and cuts off the electrical cord.

The best part is All of maintenance gets in trouble for "excessive unapproved overtime"
Oh man! That beats all the stuff we did over the years! lol
 
My dad was a Commercial PVF & water heater specialist/salesman for a large distributor in Detroit. In 1975 ish he took me down the the Renaissance Center building that was then being built and where he had the contractor account for the plumbing supplies.
My older cousin Mike just became a licensed plumber and was working on the 70th floor, my dad took me up there in a jump elevator to check things out and see Mike, while up there my dad told Mike, “hey Mike, some guy down at the base of the building just moved your motorcycle into the mud and pulled in his Oldsmobile in its spot”
Mike looked over the side, laughed, grabbed a cinder block, and skillfully aimed and dropped the block 70 floors into the hood of the car.
My dad said, “I’m not sure but I think that was the union local BA’s car”
We never heard anything about it and my cousin remained on the project till it was done.
Perfect treatment for ALL union BA's.
 
Street racing in the 70's in Ft Worth. I had a 69 RR post car that was 383, 4-speed, 4:10, Cheater Slicks, and NOS. Came out of the hole, hooked up, grabbed second and then leaned in to the switch under the gas pedal and when the entire body started to lift, there was this big boom and oil pressure went to zero and oil started pouring out from the left side of the car. Coasted over and started looking for the hole in the block and there lying on top of the k-frame was half of the Harmonic Balancer that split right at two of the four notches we made to adjust the rocker arms. The other half sheared off the end of the oil filter and was lying on the frame rail. Put the towbar on, towed it home and replaced the balancer without notches this time. Dent in the k-frame was an inch deep.

My friend had the same thing happen at the starting line at New England Dragway with the A12 Superbee that I bought from him! It shutdown the track,they were pissed! It had the same dent in the framerail. They still remembered the car that shutdown the track,when I took it there two years later!
 
A coworker was always pulling pranks on everyone,so one day after he left for the day,he used to put his boots on top of his locker,so I screwed his boots to the top of the locker,I came in early so I could watch him grab those boots,it was funny! The pranks he pulled were ordering anchovie pizzas and calling taxicabs for people. I paged him once and typed in the number for Hair Club for Men as the number to return the call to! The balding dude was pissed!
 
There was a guy at work that was a bit of a pest. I made up a sign that said "help me, I'm a chronic masturbator" , and wired it behind his rear bumper. As soon as he started driving it fell down where everyone could see it. He got me back too...made up a worse sign and hooked it up to my car and my mom saw it.
So I put about a quart of diesel fuel down his carburetor and he got about a block from work before he got an excessive smoke ticket.
 
Ah, the memories dredged up by this subject...:rolleyes:
On the way to work in the early morning hours, in the early 8Ts a 'friend of a friend' decided to slam his vehicle in to reverse (auto) just "to see what would happen" at approximately 70mph...
It was quite the mess. And though he did not make it to work that day he did survive.
This was while going down a very steep grade on a very short piece of straight road.
Big trees everywhere.
Cliffs on both sides...
 
I was pretty lucky when I was young, I got to hang with my older brother and his friends. We were in a hay loft, the bull kept walking under the hey chute. One of my brothers friend said hey Scotty next time that bull walks under drop down on his back and ride him like a rodeo bull. Bleeding nose and being tossed in the cow **** in the barn yard I was no worse for the experience. They were all laughing their asses off, time for pay back. I climbed back up and said I got to do that again, this time I think I can hold on longer. Tim took the bait bull walked under and down went Tim on to the back of a pissed off bull! It didn’t work out so well for Tim, broken leg and landed in some really fresh cow ****.
 
Back in 88-89 a tech in the stall across from mine was working on an airbag, they were pretty new, guys didn't like working on them cause face it, it's a small bomb that's booby trapped to explode... You disconnect the battery then there's still a internal back up power supply that needs to be disconnected & discharged...

Well I'm watching him & it's pretty clear he's "concerned".... As he reaches his hands behind the airbag to unplug the airbag connector I tossed a firecracker under the car....

Never saw him move so fast... Before or since.... LOL.. For some reason he didn't think it was very funny... Though now 30+ years later he'll laugh about it...



Had a tech fill one drawer of my tool box with grease.. I laughed, cleaned it up & life goes on.. A few months later I tossed a dead fish behind the seat in his beater truck that he use to always leave unlocked.. Took him damn near a week to figure out what the stink was...
 
I worked for a School District for 3 months in 2007. Those guys like to prank each other. One dude said to he messed with this one custodian by shortening his broom and mop handles by one inch each day. Imagine how long it took the guy to realie that he keeps bending over more and more each day.

On a similar note, I used to put 1 to 1 1/2 gallons of gas in the Wife's car before leaving for work. She had a Honda civic and loved that it got such great mileage. One day I poured too much in because she noticed how the gauge was at 1/4 tank when she parked and was now over that when she left for work.
 
The fab shop I worked at, someone would be inside a tank or bin welding. You could see the red hot glow moving. So you always had a firecracker with tape ready to place where the weld was headed and had time to get to an better vantage point to watch. Also smoke bombs were used when someone was in a tank welding. I also placed a stink capsule under a toilet seat in the bathroom, which the VPs office happened to be on the other side of that wall. Later the foreman comes out talking with the VP, I ask what's up. He says the VP called a sewer guy to come snake the drain. I told him it just waits a hour it will probably go away.
 
Lots of hi-jinx on the railroad. Much of involving exploding gases. For instance, imagine a coal car gondola jacked up an someone's welding something on the frame. The center beam is a box of 1/2" steel about a foot across and deep, running the length of the car. Someone feeds acetylene into one end...it's lighter than air and eventually makes it's way down the beam to the other end and ...WHOOMP! Quite a concussion if the mix was right.

Or, imagine a nice echo chamber in the form of a wood chip gondola. 10 foot high sides, 50 feet long and all steel walls so if someone was inside doing a repair, say they were welding up a floor patch, then tossing in a milk carton full of oxy-acetylene mix would produce a very satisfying bang after a few moments. Usually some shouting, too.

Chemical bombs were sneaky - a paper cup half full of fiberglass resin mixed with far too much hardener and cobalt accelerant would, in about 30-40 seconds suddenly erupt in a giant cloud of dense, acrid white smoke. Enough time to casually sneak the cup into place and get away before it went off. Probably not the healthiest trick though.
 
Remember the old car bombs, you'd hook one wire to ground and the other to a spark plug wire. When they'd start the vehicle there'd be a very loud popbottle rocket whistle followed by a boom & smoke!! Between those and cigarette loads I usually got thrown in a dumpster or tackled every other week..... but totally worth it. Man I miss the days when work was fun! I should've learned not to pick on guys bigger than me, even though I could out run them, it's hard to do when your falling down laughing. We had one gal at work that I swear she spent most her time collecting pop cans for the 5 cent redemption. I had one of the guys cover me up with cardboard in one of the dumpsters with a strategic pop can placed within my reach. He then picked up the dumpster like he was going to empty it as he drove by her said "hey here's a pop can. When she reached in to get it I grabbed her arm and let out a scream. She called me names I'd never heard before! Oh and the air horn off a truck I had hooked up to an air line was always good for a scare.
 
I have a buddy that lived in THIS for almost 3 years while building his house. It snows there too.

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He first lived in this 32 sq ft treehouse.
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I worked for a School District for 3 months in 2007. Those guys like to prank each other. One dude said to he messed with this one custodian by shortening his broom and mop handles by one inch each day. Imagine how long it took the guy to realie that he keeps bending over more and more each day.

On a similar note, I used to put 1 to 1 1/2 gallons of gas in the Wife's car before leaving for work. She had a Honda civic and loved that it got such great mileage. One day I poured too much in because she noticed how the gauge was at 1/4 tank when she parked and was now over that when she left for work.
We did a similar thing to a guy at work. He bought a new car and started to document his fuel mileage for every gallon of gas he put in it. We started to put a gallon or two into his car every day and he would brag on the great mileage that he was getting. When we stopped adding the gas he took the car back to the dealership to complain about the bad gas mileage he was getting.
 
As a Journeyman Lineman I would never be caught doing anything like that.




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I have a neighbor that is the OSHA compliance officer for a major power company, when he first moved into the neighborhood the tree in front of the house he'd bought needed trimming... He started from the ground working with a pole saw... Then he climbed up an A frame ladder with his pole saw... Then he was using his pole saw on the ladder with the ladder in the bed of his truck.. And finally he went to an extension ladder braced against the high branches in the bed of his truck.... I wish I had taken pictures....
 
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