This one is a little lame, but it was funny at the time.

Every once in a while, Vancouver gets snow, so when it snows out, there's HUGE snow ball fights.

One day at work, after everyone settled down after the snowball fight, I went into the can and grabbed a bunch of white paper towel, and mashed it into what could have looked like a snowball. I walked up to this Steve guy, about 3 feet from him, and pretend to make small talk. Mid sentence, I show him the "snowball" and motion that he's gonna get it in the face. Well, he high-tails it in the wrong direction and runs smack into an open trailer door. He was screaming bloody murder and vowing revenge. (He had a slight height and weight advantage, but he WOULDN'T DARE. He knew better.)

The same day, Steve is working under a Kenworth, just starting an oil change (no pit) so as the oil drained into the drain bucket, he just laid there mesmerized by the draining oil. I come along and give the hood a solid whack causing the snow on the hood to dislodge, and come down on him, and into the oil bucket. Well, he had a nice oil slick to clean up because the oil bucket overfilled with snow, and I plead ignorance.

Another time, my foreman and I thought it would be funny to light off an acetylene bomb. So, together, the two of us came up with a plan, and the reefer mechanic got in on it as well. We wanted to have a remote ignition, and something small, like a water bottle. I did all the "grunt work" ie find water bottle and come up with the remote ignition. I won't get into the details here, so if you want them, email me. Bottom line, Steve got the you know what scared out of him, and brained himself on a trailer axle.

Steve took the brunt of ALL practical jokes by EVERYBODY in the shop. It's probably no wonder he had drug problems.

bigrigfixer's disclaimer: "Steve" is not his real name.

 

Lol guys, i gotta do a few of these....


Ones at the shop I worked at, wait until one of the guys got to workin n something small and intricate, then hit one of the metal benches with a big hammer as hard as u could, lol

grease on the trigger of any tool
rag full of grease
Brake Cleens, just stand behind someone and pull the trigger... its cooooold.


I like the extra parts on the bench one

 

My Brother-in-law didn't like it when I hooked his horn up to the turn signals....We also had an obnoxious guy at college, his locked 55 Olds ended up one night on the front porch of our dorm. He spent most of the morning trying to explain that he was innocent to the campus cops.

 

Neighbor of mine wasn't too impressed when I hooked his horn to the brake light switch...

 

Slightly off-topic...

When a buddy got married, we found and messed up his car. Dum-dum still had the magnetic key holder in the same place I suggested to him when we roomed together as students. Did the usual stuff - turned the radio up loud, turned on the wipers and everything else. Dumped confetti down the defroster & put the fan on max.

Better stuff: tied a bunch of cans to the axle on a long string. The cans were taped to the exhaust using electrical tape so they didn't start dragging until the car was on the highway a day or so later.

Best stuff: They had a gift opening party at the bride's parents' house the day after the wedding. Their honeymoon luggage was in the trunk. We held it for ransom. They showed to the party wearing old grubbies because all their good clothes were packed.

 

My wifes family likes to swoop in and take a bite out of someones sandwich they have just made or gulp down a drink they made. My Wife got her cure years ago when I had a friend over. He liked double Sevens, a tall cup with a full can of 7-up poured over ice with two large shots of Seven. She swooped in thinking it was ice tea and chugged almost half of it down before realizing what it was. I hadn't even had a chance to stir the Seven in. I don't think I ever saw her so sick. My Father-in-law likes to swipe my coffee. Two weeks ago I could tell he was getting ready to steal my coffee. I got a cup down and spied a can of Dr. Pepper my daughter had taken two sips out of the night before. I poured the Dr.Pepper into the cup then pretended to pour myself a cup of coffee. When I went to get the milk he swooped in and put two heaping spoons of sugar in the cup. I protested and he told me not to get my undershorts in a bunch. He sat down at the table to read the paper, I thought I would bust as he keep stirriing the "Coffee", he took a big gulp and then spit it all over his paper. He told my wife a different version of what happened and she was ****ed, but asked later and laughing till she cried about the Dr. Pepper and milk coming out of his nose. It was a good one as he was still complaining a week later about it.

 

Mike - I had forgotten that one... once we made a box with a recessed button and the notation "Do Not Push This Button". We put a big cap inside with the leads set so any finger would touch them. We zapped a bunch who just could not resist.
Dono

 

We have a few friends that a pranksters (WE don't do stuff like that, hehehe, okay so WE just haven't gotten caught yet!) and I LOVE to hear about the stuff they pull on each other (and am thankful they don't do this stuff to me!). A few of their tricks: Friend "K" put sunflower seeds and water in boots of friend "C". Didn't hear if they sprouted, but "C" wasn't happy wearing wet boots.

"K" also (another time) put Kool-Aid powder in the shoes of "C". Apparently when your feet sweat, you end up with funky colored feet......and socks......and I'm not sure how you ever get that OUT of your shoes.

"K" also hid a "Ford" emblem (oh, what would you call that, like the F-250 plastic thingy on the side of the truck...) on my husbands racetruck (Chevy). My husband wasn't even sure what he put on his truck but spent HOURS looking for whatever it was. He did laugh when he found it though.

"K"s fiance is also somewhat of a prankster (she'd have to enjoy that sort of thing to put up with him) and she took his truck one night while he was out of town......he knew where to look though.

I've always been fond of the ol' 'black electrical tape on the veggie sprayer handle" trick. When you turn the water on, gets you a little bit wet. The funny thing is, no one ever thinks to shut the water back off, they tend to try to grab for the sprayer.

Oh, my mom (accidently) told my brother the other day that there was left over spaghetti sauce...it was actually enchilada sauce...he boiled more noodles and dumped it on. Apparently spaghetti isn't very good with enchilada sauce.

 

A friend of mine had been totally dogged over by this guy we knew. He lied, cheated, stole from her. A few days later he had the oysters to call me and ask if I would take him to the airport as he was going to fly to his moms for the holidays and he said no one else would take him. I said sure as it was a good way to get him out of our apartment complex and I would use the oppertunity to pay him back. I would "forget" to pick him up and he would miss his flight. I then had the best brainstorm ever. The night before his flight I went by his apartment and had him put his stuff in the trunk. I told him I would be by at 4 in the a.m to pick him up. I picked up my friend and we went to the adult store in town and bought so many "goodies" to add to his bags. The store clerk was cracking up so hard when we told him of my evil plot he donated a few outdated items. We put adult toys, strange mags, very bizarre lotions, batteries, a feather boa, nipple clips, suction pumps in his bags including his carry on. This was pre 9-11 so Patricia went to the airport and was sitting near his gate hiding behind a newspaper and I dropped him off, said see ya later and went and parked and then secretly went inside. You should have seen the xray guys face when Steves bag went through and Steve was so clueless. The guys just handed him his bag and smiled and said "here ya go Jungle Boy" Steve jsut ahd this puzzled look on his face. Patti and I were laughing hysterically. His plane boarded and we just said bye in little whispers still oblivious to him.
I received a phone call that afternoon from one miffed off now totally former friend. I guess he was a mommas boy and when he got home he put his bags in his room and left to go see his brother for a while and while he was gone momma and grandmom unpacked his bags finding all the goodies we put in there.
I would love to have been a fly on the wall when he came home. He didnt say a whole lot about what their responses were or even what his was but he said I could no longer be considered his friend. Oh darn.
Since that prank I have become a Christian I feel bad I hurt another person. But I think it taught him a lesson about being mean to another person. He learned it came full circle.

 

Back in high school, me and buddy put vasoline all over the door handles, wipers, and tires of 2 of our other friends cars. I have never seen another Toyota spin tires like that Corolla did.

 

My best friend was geting married several hundred miles to the brides hometown. My car at the time was in need of retirement. My buddy asked that with his cousin, I also bring his tux. No problems. As we arrive....we pass off the tux to his parents in the hotel room down the hall. Yea, they liked the idea...... The groom comes in just a minute later. His cousin and I begin are profuse apologies for closing the trunk on his all white tux, leaving a grease mark along the tails, and the housekeeper now has the tux. Three days before the wedding. We mostly ruined his two days before the wedding. He wouldnt even drink at his bachlor party. He was becoming physically ill from the tux situation. Nope, we still didnt crack. He was pacing the floor the morning of the wedding.
Since I too am now married......I fell kinda bad. But it was still funny.