Simply, what is the best practical joke you have performed, or had performed on you?
I'll start.
When I was in the service we played a joke on our squad leader. While he was in the shower we "liberated" all his clothes and his towel, and then procceded to lock all the doors in the building, essentially locking him in the hallways. This was easy considering I was the watch soldier that evening and had the keys to pretty much everything.
When he got out of the shower, he was understandably perplexed about the absence of his uniform and towel, and downright distressed when all the doors were locked. So he was running up and down the hallway trying to find anything to cover himself up with. That is when things kinda escalated.
The officer of the watch that evening was a female Ensign, who chose that particular moment to check that we wren't up to anything, which obviously we were.
When he ran into her his training kicked in, and rather then covering himself up he snapped to attention. She looked him over, looked again and dismissed him. Luckily she had a sense of humor, and laughed as hard about it as any of us.
LOL!
I have a simple set of rules when it comes to practical jokes.
1) No injury (except psychological)
2) No expense to the victim.
3) Don't do it to somebody else if you wouldn't have it done to you!
So. Get 10/12 condoms. A kilo of dry ice. Hammer and gloves. Victims car.
Gain access to the car. Open one window 20mm. Break up the dry ice into small pieces. Drop bits into condom. Tie condom and quickly pop through the open window. Repeat for all condoms.
The dry ice evaporates an blows up the condoms, if distributed correctly they completely fill the car.
The victim arrives to find their car full of inflated condoms.
They open a door.
1) Door flies open!
2) The condoms all explode coating all the surfaces they were in contact with with a thin film of lubricant!
Done this a couple of times at a weddings ;D
In college, while playing football, during fall camp we were required to stay in the dorms as a team for three weeks. The new freshmen would always be on the upper floors, with a roommate. Seniors got their own rooms on the first floor. Anyway, in the summer the elevators were turned off, so all the freshman had to walk up several flights of stairs to get to their rooms. We upperclassmen figured out (mostly by having it done to us as freshmen) that if you stick a quarter or other coin in between the door and the jamb, it put so much pressure on the lock mechanism that the door knob won't turn, effectively locking the freshman in their room. Then, we'd go in to the adjacent rooms with water guns and wait near the windows. The dorms we stayed in had big awnings that hung out over the windows, and you could easily climb out the window the next room- but you were going to get blasted with a water gun on the way.
It was tame hazing compared to some of the hazing rituals I've heard of.
A coworker and I were very bored during a slow period at work, so we decided to play with another coworker's desk. Basically, we took every item on his desk and labeled it with sticky notes. Mouse was labeled "mouse", phone was labeled "phone" and so on. The really tricky part was labeling each file as "file" and then each piece of paper within the file as "paper" and cutting up sticky notes small enough to label each key on his keyboard, and so on. Took us a whole afternoon, but it was a work of art once it was finished, and was the gift that kept on giving as he continued to find sticky notes tucked in files and books and whatnot for weeks afterwards.
Knew there were some good stories to be told.
Ali, that was hilarious! :D
Yours was too! I love the part about the naked man snapping to attention and being dismissed. ;D
I would have loved this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIJrwP3WavM) prank to have happened to one of my friends.
I had a boss who used to be a right pain in the arse (aren't they all?). He used to leave post-it notes on work he wanted to discuss with you. But the note just said "See Me" with his signature. So you'd try and see him and it was always the most trivial shite as he was a pedantic twat. He dished out so many of these little notes he would forget who he'd given them to. So I simply started taking the notes off of my work and sticking them on other peoples work. Of course this would lead to the win:win situation when the person rang the boss, because the boss wouldn't know what it was about. But he (the boss) wouldn't dare admit he was wrong so he'd make something up about the work the other person had done! :D
@Ali I don't suppose you took a photo did you?
Quote from: Tank on February 25, 2012, 08:32:26 PM
LOL!
I have a simple set of rules when it comes to practical jokes.
1) No injury (except psychological)
2) No expense to the victim.
3) Don't do it to somebody else if you wouldn't have it done to you!
So. Get 10/12 condoms. A kilo of dry ice. Hammer and gloves. Victims car.
Gain access to the car. Open one window 20mm. Break up the dry ice into small pieces. Drop bits into condom. Tie condom and quickly pop through the open window. Repeat for all condoms.
The dry ice evaporates an blows up the condoms, if distributed correctly they completely fill the car.
The victim arrives to find their car full of inflated condoms.
They open a door.
1) Door flies open!
2) The condoms all explode coating all the surfaces they were in contact with with a thin film of lubricant!
Done this a couple of times at a weddings ;D
It is a good one, this joke is. However, you have to watch out for Asmos. If an Asmo goes to his ar, finds it full of condoms, openes the door and gets lube everywhere, he will take the car to a professional cleaner and send the 1700 kroner bill to the joker.
No expense to the "victim", who finally gets the stench of cigarettes out of his car interior and a lot of expense for the joker.
Most fun that I ever had was when I replaced a coworker's Windows desktop with a screenshot of his desktop. You should have seen his face when he tried to double click on the shortcuts.
Quote from: Tom62 on February 26, 2012, 11:34:22 AM
Most fun that I ever had was when I replaced a coworker's Windows desktop with a screenshot of his desktop. You should have seen his face when he tried to double click on the shortcuts.
Ooh! This, I like. The Asmo would, of course, suspect tampering from the start, but he's overly paranoid like that.
It is, however, something to be attempted. ;D
One of the best ones I ever heard of was alleged to have happened in Cambridge 50 years ago.
A joker noticed that some workmen were digging up the road. He phoned the police, telling them that a gang of students dressed as workmen were digging up the road for a prank. He then phoned the local Council and warned them that a gang of students dressed as policemen were coming to interfere with their workmen.
Quote from: OldGit on February 26, 2012, 02:12:13 PM
One of the best ones I ever heard of was alleged to have happened in Cambridge 50 years ago.
A joker noticed that some workmen were digging up the road. He phoned the police, telling them that a gang of students dressed as workmen were digging up the road for a prank. He then phoned the local Council and warned them that a gang of students dressed as policemen were coming to interfere with their workmen.
That's hysterical.
Tank: We did take pictures at the time and emailed them out to people who missed the prank. When I go back to work on Monday I'll look to see if I still have them on my work computer.
Quote from: Tom62 on February 26, 2012, 11:34:22 AM
Most fun that I ever had was when I replaced a coworker's Windows desktop with a screenshot of his desktop. You should have seen his face when he tried to double click on the shortcuts.
Very good! I'll have to remember this one!
Many years ago computer mice worked with a little rubber coated steel ball. It could get dirty so it could be taken out. Of course while it was out the 'mouse' would not work.
I've got in early to work so just for a giggle I take the ball out of the sectary's mouse. She comes in and fires up her computer and of course it doesn't work. Pissed off she asks me if I can help. I go over and confirm the mouse isn't working and I don't know why. She'll have to get a new one. So she calls tech' support and requests a new mouse. Now tech' support was populated by a bunch of MSPs. They agree to bring over a new mouse. Secretary goes to 'powder her nose'. I replace the ball in the mouse, it works perfectly. Tech' support guy arrives (he's well known for thinking that if you don't have a penis you can't use a computer) and simply moves the mouse around and it works. HUGE argument breaks out about 'stupid women' and 'sexist bastards' and 'dumb broads'.
:D :D :D
I never owned up to that one!
Quote from: Ali on February 26, 2012, 02:25:23 PM
Quote from: OldGit on February 26, 2012, 02:12:13 PM
One of the best ones I ever heard of was alleged to have happened in Cambridge 50 years ago.
A joker noticed that some workmen were digging up the road. He phoned the police, telling them that a gang of students dressed as workmen were digging up the road for a prank. He then phoned the local Council and warned them that a gang of students dressed as policemen were coming to interfere with their workmen.
That's hysterical.
Tank: We did take pictures at the time and emailed them out to people who missed the prank. When I go back to work on Monday I'll look to see if I still have them on my work computer.
Excellent!
Quote from: Tank on February 26, 2012, 07:18:07 PM
I never owned up to that one!
Mice with balls... We really ARE dinosaurs on the brink of extinction to remember that, are we not? :(
Quote from: Asmodean on February 26, 2012, 07:28:09 PM
Quote from: Tank on February 26, 2012, 07:18:07 PM
I never owned up to that one!
Mice with balls... We really ARE dinosaurs on the brink of extinction to remember that, are we not? :(
Lad, I remember a time BEFORE mice!
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Quote from: Tank on February 26, 2012, 07:18:07 PM
Quote from: Tom62 on February 26, 2012, 11:34:22 AM
Most fun that I ever had was when I replaced a coworker's Windows desktop with a screenshot of his desktop. You should have seen his face when he tried to double click on the shortcuts.
Very good! I'll have to remember this one!
Be careful, I did this to a house mate in uni and it turned out for the worse. I put all the icons in a folder on the desktop thinking he would see it eventually and figure it out, however he deleted and that folder just so happened to contain all of his uni work (and had no backup).
On modern optical mice you can do the same trick with opaque tape. like electrical tape or masking tape.
Quote from: Tank on February 26, 2012, 07:43:08 PM
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Ooh! An ancient Sinclair! It's from before my time, true, but not by much. Early 80s, yes?
Quote from: Asmodean on February 26, 2012, 08:47:53 PM
Quote from: Tank on February 26, 2012, 07:43:08 PM
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Ooh! An ancient Sinclair! It's from before my time, true, but not by much. Early 80s, yes?
March 81 according to Wiki.
Well, I may not have thought that to be the creme of technology at any point, but I know what it is. Dinosaur, I tell you. :'(
Of all the phobias on Earth, The Asmo had to get himself a case of gerascophobia and it's terrible. >:(
Quote from: Asmodean on February 26, 2012, 08:55:37 PM
Well, I may not have thought that to be the creme of technology at any point, but I know what it is. Dinosaur, I tell you. :'(
Of all the phobias on Earth, The Asmo had to get himself a case of gerascophobia and it's terrible. >:(
It gets worse every day!
Quote from: Tank on February 26, 2012, 08:56:57 PM
It gets worse every day!
Yes. It very much does. That's the sucky part. :(
Quote from: Asmodean on February 26, 2012, 07:28:09 PM
Quote from: Tank on February 26, 2012, 07:18:07 PM
I never owned up to that one!
Mice with balls... We really ARE dinosaurs on the brink of extinction to remember that, are we not? :(
Them and the joysticks...
Quote from: Asmodean on February 26, 2012, 08:55:37 PM
Well, I may not have thought that to be the creme of technology at any point, but I know what it is. Dinosaur, I tell you. :'(
Of all the phobias on Earth, The Asmo had to get himself a case of gerascophobia and it's terrible. >:(
Oh Puh-leeeeeeze. Geriatric Ali is unimpressed with a vital young twenty-something sniffling about his age. >:(
When I worked in a call center, I'd help the supervisors out when they went to meetings, by watching the call queues. Basically monitoring how many calls we had waiting, how long people were spending on calls, etc. Our section of the call center had unilingual English speakers, and bilingual English/Spanish speakers, because our campaign was for an American company and customers would call us from all over. Well, one of my Spanish coworkers was a little bit uptight, was getting all pissy with everyone, picking fights with coworkers, and was complaining that he didn't want to take any more calls in English, he was tired of it and he wanted to just slack off and speak his own native language because he was tired, hung over, etc...
Of course, he was just complaining to complain, and had no idea that over at the supervisor desk, I could control who got which call next.... so I watched the queues, saw the calls coming in, and as soon as I saw an English call, I'd send it right to him. Again and again. For 3 hours, he took all English calls, and couldn't figure out what the heck was happening to him, because all his buddies around him were getting the Spanish ones, and he kept swearing under his breath and calling them lucky. He was all like, "the call system freakin' hates me!!" ;D
When our (bilingual) Supervisor finally came back, I told her what I did and why I did it, and I expected her to roll her eyes and give him some 'easy' calls. Nope. She got this wicked grin on her face, and permanently re-routed all the English calls to him for the rest of the day. It was epic.
Quote from: Ali on February 27, 2012, 01:08:44 AM
Oh Puh-leeeeeeze. Geriatric Ali is unimpressed with a vital young twenty-something sniffling about his age. >:(
That was yesterday. :'( Today, it's the Old And Shriveled Twenty-Something-Plus-One-Day. :'(
Quote from: Asmodean on February 27, 2012, 06:56:36 AM
Quote from: Ali on February 27, 2012, 01:08:44 AM
Oh Puh-leeeeeeze. Geriatric Ali is unimpressed with a vital young twenty-something sniffling about his age. >:(
That was yesterday. :'( Today, it's the Old And Shriveled Twenty-Something-Plus-One-Day. :'(
Still unimpressed. You know that I'm seriously teetering on the edge of 32, right? How can you torture me with your little "Oh, I'm about to be 27 or 28?!?" Have you no heart? 27. Pah. Why don't you just wave your healthy young loins while you're at it? (Trying to keep a straight face. No really don't wave your 20-something loins in my face. Snicker.)
Quote from: Ali on February 27, 2012, 07:12:03 AM
Have you no heart?
No. Where others have that, I have a black hole.
QuoteNo really don't wave your 20-something loins in my face. Snicker.)
Oh, yes I do. >:( Been doing that pretty much since the day I turned 20, and it will probably only get worse through 30s and, if I'm still alive, 40s
Quote from: Ali on February 27, 2012, 07:12:03 AM
Quote from: Asmodean on February 27, 2012, 06:56:36 AM
Quote from: Ali on February 27, 2012, 01:08:44 AM
Oh Puh-leeeeeeze. Geriatric Ali is unimpressed with a vital young twenty-something sniffling about his age. >:(
That was yesterday. :'( Today, it's the Old And Shriveled Twenty-Something-Plus-One-Day. :'(
Still unimpressed. You know that I'm seriously teetering on the edge of 32, right? How can you torture me with your little "Oh, I'm about to be 27 or 28?!?" Have you no heart? 27. Pah. Why don't you just wave your healthy young loins while you're at it? (Trying to keep a straight face. No really don't wave your 20-something loins in my face. Snicker.)
And REALLY please don't wave them in mine. ;D
Do you mean to say that there are two people here, whos gerascophobia is worse than my own, or two who just don't know what gerascophobia is? :P
Quote from: Asmodean on February 27, 2012, 07:21:30 AM
Do you mean to say that there are two people here, whos gerascophobia is worse than my own, or two who just don't know what gerascophobia is? :P
No gerascophobia here. Then again, my entire life I've always assumed I'd never hit old age. I don't know why I've always thought that, but maybe when I finally get around to realizing I might actually get old, I'll already be old, and it'll be too late to care. :P
I think I may have a touch of gerascophobia here, but luckily also have young-ish genes. I don't want to get old, and so far seem stuck in perpetual youth (which is a GOOD thing) but just waiting to find her first grey hair.
It seemed like such a good idea... then it derailed spectacularly.
Another practical joke:
When I was in highschool, on April Fool's Day, we decided to play a prank on our math teacher. He'd written equations on the board, told us to turn to page whatever in our books and to do the questions in there while he ran down to make photocopies of something for us. In the 10 minutes he was gone, we sprang into action -- we erased the math equations, wrote as many Shakespeare quotes on the board as we could out of The Tempest, and piled our English books on our desks, along with our English binders... and then we ran out into an empty classroom and left ours empty. We watched for the math teacher to come back. He walked in... stared at his board in bewilderment... stared at our desks, piled with English books... and walked back out muttering "how in the hell did I walk into the wrong room??" At that point, he must have decided he'd forgotten something down in the photocopy room, so we took that opportunity to run back in, get our math books back out, erase the board, and sit there waiting for him. When he finally came back, he stared at us. Just stared. :D