A good simple one... especially on the Ford truck is put some Long Wire Ties on the drive shaft. They will Raise Hell when the drive shaft turns and they hit the underside of the cab.
Another one we played with was Acetylene Bombs. Even a sandwich bag sounds like an M-80. (Take a torch, turn on the acetylene and give it a couple shots of Oxygen and zip the bag closed. A piece of masking tape works for a fuse!) I do not suggest doing this!
Some dude and his brother around here were filling a garbage bag with acetylne when it went off,probably from static.But I geuss it knocked the garage of its foundation and both guys were partialy deaf afterwards.
If you have any friends with RICE bikes,get a box of rice ,pour liberaly on ground underneath said rice bike, tell them their bike is leaking like a mofo,watch owner when they check out their ride,,,,
I work in restaurants/kitchens, so my pranks have to involve food. For instance 1) toilet water pancakes, 2) the fat that oozes out of hamburgers when cooked was collected and whipped into a chocolate mousse consistency and served, and my favorite (it sounds horrible but im really not that bad) was 3) decided to make my muslim coworkers a nice braised beef brisket that was seared off in bacon fat, with a bacon fat roux gravy ahh good times good times indeed
You are going to hell for that one! haha thats funny crap.
Ha I've done some rude things to people but in my defense they all deserved it. Especially some of those guys, I try to be nice and polite everyday but when your consistently rude and ungrateful then it's on!
I work in restaurants/kitchens, so my pranks have to involve food. For instance 1) toilet water pancakes, 2) the fat that oozes out of hamburgers when cooked was collected and whipped into a chocolate mousse consistency and served, and my favorite (it sounds horrible but im really not that bad) was 3) decided to make my muslim coworkers a nice braised beef brisket that was seared off in bacon fat, with a bacon fat roux gravy ahh good times good times indeed
I used to work at McDonalds, and I was always nice and friendly to the customers, unless they were dicks, then we were dicks right back. Usually it was rather harmless.
Shortly after our franchise decided to save money by not putting ketchup in the to-go bags unless the customer asked for it, some woman (who was a regular, and regularly a bitch) decided to tell me how to do my job. Telling me that X- amount of ketchup and napkins should be in the bag. So I then told her the new policy, to which she said 'No, this is how you do it'. So I just said okay, and put three napkins at the bottom of the bag, and filled the bag with ketchup packets. She was never a bitch again.
Some other guy had us remake his bigmac three times. because it was perfect 'like the photo' This was my first day back after a long vacation at the beach, I tan in a nice lobster red color (damn irish blood) and had started peeling all over, so I was uncomfortable, and pissed that this guy was being such a prick. So the third time around I made he burger perfect, probably the best bigmac I have ever made, but then I reached down the back of my shirt and peeled the biggest piece of peeling skin and slapped it right on his burger patty, the greece and cheese hid the skin pretty well. I then hand delivered it with a smile and an apology. Then I watched him eat it. I have a shit ton of stories form my days at Mickey Dees, but that one is probably the worst thing I have done. I have seen some of my coworkers come in drunk and piss in the pickle vat. but thats not really a prank just disgusting.
we'll ignore mixing heavenly blue morning glories into peoples granola for a bit and get onto the good stuff (though giving someone naturally occurring LSD for breakfast is the good stuff on some level...)
Instant Jello Log
Tools Required:
1) Access to the Mark's toilet
2) A full bowel
3) A box of instant Jello (you can bring a cup of ice for more instantness)
{and yes, I love using words like "Mark"}
Actions Take:
1) Shit a huge shit in Mark's toilette (eat bananas for extra effect - you want that shit hard )
2) Add box of instant jello and ice
3)use plunger or toilet brush or toothbrush from sink to stir
4)Wait 5 minutes for it to harden
Poop has to be scooped out with a spoon. It won't flush - if you try it will overflow (which is part of the prank). If you pour boiling water on it, the toilet bowl will break. Basically, if they want to shit in their house comfortably again, they have to scoop your poop by hand!
maybe if this thread stays alive, we'll do bag stencils, sex offender registry, and fun with craigslist....
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The worst I've seen was honest to god, a girlfriend/boyfriend combo working at same place. Girl and boy go into the bathroom, girl gets mouthful of boys lovejuice, girl spits it into western omelet. That's just sick!!! Madriver, when it comes to shit pranks, I just prefer the upper-decker with diarrhea. Shit in the toilet tank top, replace lid, now when they flush it rains down shit into the clean bowl fir a while
You non-military types won't really get this one too much but a few years ago a buddy of mine (a bosen mate) snuck in to the IDC's (independent duty Corpsman kind of like a Physician Assistant) berthing compartment (where you live on ship) and snagged his coveralls, he pulled off his 1st class (E-6) crows and sewed on 3rd class crows (E-4) and put them back. It was pretty funny since he didn't realize it and got called out at quarters for it. As pay back I snuck down and stole the bosen mate's boots after night flight ops, I put a small trashbag filled with water into each boot and shoved them into the deep freeze. About 30 minutes before he had to get up I pulled them out and put them back. A lot of this stuff escalated through the whole crew during that particular deployment, but it started off with a submariner chief who'd never been to sea on a ship (all subs prior) and he was freaking out about securing shit for sea. The night before we were supposed to leave a group of us said we'd take care of it and tied everything that could be moved in his office to the overhead (celing) with 550 cord or red shot line. I mean EVERYTHING, stapler, trash can, his coffee cup, computer etc.
Had a friend that used to be a city worker and he used to leave his keys in the city truck all the time... his truck would show up at all sorts of interesting places. Gay bars, strip joints, xrated film/spank shops.
I work in restaurants/kitchens, so my pranks have to involve food. For instance 1) toilet water pancakes, 2) the fat that oozes out of hamburgers when cooked was collected and whipped into a chocolate mousse consistency and served, and my favorite (it sounds horrible but im really not that bad) was 3) decided to make my muslim coworkers a nice braised beef brisket that was seared off in bacon fat, with a bacon fat roux gravy ahh good times good times indeed
my dad used to be a head chef, here's a few i learned from him:
take an uncooked rotini noodle, wrap it with a ketchup pack and leave it on the floor. when a waitress walks by say "holy shit, a mouse" then stomp on it.
poke a hole in either end of an egg, blow out the yolk and fill the empty shell with plaster then peel when the plaster is dry. whenever you see someone peeling hard boiled eggs, throw the plaster one in and watch them try to peel it.
the restaurant he worked in was connected to another one and there chefs would always come over and make a big mess so one morning he went over and put an egg in there microwave, set it for 10 minutes and walked away
Once put about 50 of the biggest, blackest zip ties on the drive shaft of a foremans truck. Took him forever to cut them all off when he figured it out. Would also call the same foreman on the radio all day and not answer when he would call back, drove him nuts.
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.
ahh good times good times indeed
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