My friend is parked at our local Wal Mart I know this because she has just called me. I had just left Wal Mart. We have a long standing bout for pranking each other. I couldn't let this pass. She has an F-250 long bed , I live on a ranch so I always have rope and a knife in my truck. I took about 200 ft of rope that had been marinating in cow poop and tied one end off on her driver side mirror then tied off on the handle, up and over the cab, tied off on the other handle, to the mirror, around the whole cab twice then tied off last on the passenger mirror. There was alot of people watching and I had to explain to a kid that was dialing on his phone frantically. I was pretty sure he was calling the popo. I explained and him and his friend actually sat there for an hour and 15 min waiting for her to come out. When she came out she stated laughing and shouting nasty names at me. The kids laughed their asses off. The best was the old couple that were giving her dirty looks for breaking into her own truck. Funny shit. While she was in the store I text her and asked if she needed a knife. I got no response because she had no clue why I would text that but it freaked her out knowing our past history.
I know I have it coming I need some help on how to get her back in the future. I also wanted to hear some stories as most of the guys we ride with are big pranksters.
I had a buddy that liked to pull pranks. So after he pulled a few on me, I just said bay backs a bitch and went out to his truck popped the hood and ran a wire from the brake light switch down to the horn. So every time he stepped on the brakes the horn would go off.
He had to go through town to get home. Lots of traffic lights. LOL
The next day when he got to work he just said you win how the fuck do I fix that?
I had a buddy that liked to pull pranks. So after he pulled a few on me, I just said bay backs a bitch and went out to his truck popped the hood and ran a wire from the brake light switch down to the horn. So every time he stepped on the brakes the horn would go off.
He had to go through town to get home. Lots of traffic lights. LOL
The next day when he got to work he just said you win how the fuck do I fix that?
. Did the same horn wiring trick to a guy once but went from left turn signal to horn.
We shrink wrapped a dudes car with about 1000 feet of 3' pallet wrap - couldn't even see his car anymore.
I found an 18" purple double headed dildo one night (I work at a waste to energy power plant) and we jammed it in the bosses receiver on his truck, leaving about a foot hanging out, wiring it in using tig wire through the hitch pin hole - 4 days later his wife woke him up in the middle of the day damanding to know "what is this all about!", while shaking it in his face!
There's always zip ties - the big ass ones - on the drive shaft. Makes non mechanical types freak out when they thing their car is going to fall apart.
I had a buddy that liked to pull pranks. So after he pulled a few on me, I just said bay backs a bitch and went out to his truck popped the hood and ran a wire from the brake light switch down to the horn. So every time he stepped on the brakes the horn would go off.
He had to go through town to get home. Lots of traffic lights. LOL
The next day when he got to work he just said you win how the fuck do I fix that?
I worked at this rental yard and the owners kid was a total beat-off. All he did was work the counter and could barley put gas in his car. No joke, the owner would have us put air in his tires, because he couldn't do it. Anyway, he was running his mouth one day and calling us "Dumb mechanics", so we -plotted revenge.
I jacked his car keys the day before and made a copy. We followed him and his girlfriend to the movies on that friday night and went to work. We rolled his windows half way down and then disconnected the wires to the switch and then my buddy pulled up in the his welding truck and welded his fuckin doors shut!!
We waited and killed an 18 pack and watched that little fuck try and open his doors for about an hour. He even tried to squeeze himself and his GF through the half open window!! It was soo funny. His dad finally showed up and saw what we did and flipped out!! haha
They had to call a tow truck and everything. The next day his dad went ape shit and made us fix everything. It was totally worth it and that little douche never even looked at us again.
My buddy left his car at my house one night after we went out drinking. It sat for two days in front of my house. I took a picture of it and put it on craigslist for $100, with his phone number. He said he got over a hundred calls. They came in so fast he couldnt even change his voicemail to say the car was sold. The as was only up for a half hour.
Next time I am putting his address.
Same buddy, we were partying at his house. I went into the pantry and took all the lables off the canned goods. His wife wasnt really happy about that one.
I put a bunch of marbles under the bedliner of my old shop foremans truck. Actually, I fucked with him a lot.
He was doing a headgasket on his truck, so the headpipe was sitting open. I pumped a few quarts of tranny fluid down the exhaust. I bet that thing still smokes.
We used to get the laundry guy to shorten his pants once in a while, or we would cut the seam of the ass in his pants. He hated me.
My dad told me about this one: One of the foremen he worked for was a real asshole, and had a bad habit of going out to his car to check on something (something like cocaine) and he would always forget his keys in his stingray. One of the times he does this a guy grabs the keys and doesn't give them back, the next morning the same guy showed up early and moved the vette into a construction site dumpster to hide it so the guy thought his car got stolen. When the foreman came in to work it wasn't the day for practical jokes, he had to hand out pink slips. One of the lift operators was one of the guys getting laid off and he got so pissed off he dumped several pallets of drywall into the dumpster on top of this guys brand new car. No one had the heart to tell him his car was under all the drywall, he was already pissed enough about the wasted materials.
Back when I worked for Edison (at the titties) I used to page my foreman to his own extension or the number to a phone he was close to, the system was on a delay and the sound quality was bad enough that you couldn't tell who sent the page. If I was quick enough I could catch him dialing the number he was at and getting pissed off about the asshole on the other end having the nerve to page him then get right back on the phone. Sometimes it would take him 5 or 6 times trying the number before he realized he was the asshole on the other end.
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