Be there in a Jif
Many moons ago, I worked in a double glazing factory. My job was to sand and polish the upvc window frames, quite a boring job but allowed you to switch off and let your mind go a-wanderin.

Old joe also worked doing the same job, he was 190 if he was a day. One of those blokes old school, gave as good as he gets.

Anyho, one particular day, me and another lad Jason had been watching Joe and he had finished sanding a frame and was ready to polish it. At this point Jason lured Joe away from his bench and I set about the dastardly deed.

The tools we used were air powered and the polisher had a massive bristle head that you could pull apart, so I got hold of a bottle of Jif and proceeded to pull the bristles apart and apply plenty of the white stuff.

By the time i'd finished, the bristle head was sopping with Jif, anyway Joe came back, plugged in the buffer and continued with his work.

At this point I actually turned away as I was trying my damndest not to laugh, thinking about it as I type it still makes me chuckle.

All I heard was the buffer give a whirr (these things spin round at some fuck-off rpm) and Joe scream "You Bastards!!"

I turned round to see Joe, white from the waist up, he took his glasses off and that was it, everyone pissed themselves laughing, he joined in to, christ it was funny!!

The following day, I walked into the rest room for my dinner, I looked for my lunchbox wasn't in my bag. Shouted whose got my lunch, next thing I heard was the cross cut saw starting up, you guessed it, there was Joe grinning like a maniac with my lunch box. He crouched down and chopped it in half, my can of pop exploded and sarnies went everywhere.

Apologies for length, but had to get Joe's prank in as well!!
(Skeksis 2nd place is 1st loser....., Thu 13 Dec 2007, 16:54, Reply)