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I once put magnets on my brothers collection of ZX81 cassettes, so when he attempted to play them, they were full of errors and yet apparently undamaged. Can you beat that? Tell us your tales of petty sabotage.

(, Wed 4 May 2005, 10:59)
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White Teacher
Many years ago in college doing a GVNQ in IT, we had a hardware class and were given some old PCs to take apart, look at the components and put them back together. A highly insulting task for a bunch of geeks.
So to the sabotage... we fiddled with the power supply and happily handed the PC back to the teacher to reconnect to make sure we had put it back together correctly.
Well the teacher didnt entirely trust us so the PC was pluged in and placed on the floor so he could hit the power switch with his foot. It quite amusing to watch a teacher nervously sticking out his leg to try and kick the power switch. When he eventually got it there was a nice big bang and a blue flash shooting out the back of the PC.
The teacher went white as a sheet, and was not amused... oh how we laughed!

Sorry for crapness, please forward coat to my home address.
(, Thu 12 May 2005, 8:56, Reply)
Good friend of mine is very heavily into his hiking so (mainly to shut him up) me and another friend decided to go with him.

After several hours of 'come onnn, you tired?' we got sick of him, so every snack/toilet break we'd add one medium sized stone to his bag.

He didn't get tired. But it sure made fucking hiking more interesting for the two of us.
(, Thu 12 May 2005, 1:49, Reply)
Aaaaah Carlos. Poor bloke. He positively asked for everything we did to him on campus.

Anyone remember NetBus? Trojan-based proggy that allowed complete remote access to someone's machine, as long as you'd run the client program and disabled their virus scanner. We did all this.

Then we started uploading .wav files of screaming ghosts to the naive jittery young fella and playing them. Knowing I was tech-savvy he started talking to me on MSN, evidently very worried. So we took control of his keyboard, and began typing "carlos" into it. (We were pissed, best we could think of.) It was great getting messages from him:

"Ben, anCarlosy idea whaCarlost it is?"

We didn't know he had a big history exam the next day. He was so terrified of the 'ghosts' in his machine he refused to sleep in his room, even after turning it off (we did that for him a few times too...). He got about 3 hours sleep and flunked horrifically.
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 23:57, Reply)
Very petty
This guy who was dating one of my friends in halls had a new Fiat paid for by Mummy and Daddy, spoilt bastard. For no real reason I didn't like him. so one night whilst really pissed a few of us "borrowed" road signs and bollards from some roadwords and arranged them on top of his car. the next morning he went ballistic.

He was also rather anoyed two weeks later when he got stopped by the police because the front number plate was upside down. TWO WEEKS and he didn't notice.

Might have felt guilty about this if his girlfriend hadn't had "a little accident" a while latter that left her with a black eye. The next day I saw him driving away rather fast and looking rather sore. Of corse this had nothing to do with one of the other guys having bleeding knuckles.
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 23:54, Reply)
This really was quite petty but oh well...
We went round a bunch of school computer's and moved all the windows off the screen - and someone put clingfilm over the toilet rims.. you can imagine what happens if you don't notice it... oh, and just today, someone covered the headmaster's car in whipped cream - Why don't you try that yourselves...? You know you want to..... *ahem*

On the less petty side, some boy recently got expelled for throwing plates, bins, and cleaning equipment over a large wall, smashing the windscreen of a car... I don't know if that counts as sabotage but there you go....


Toodle Pip!
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 23:33, Reply)
I sunk a barge with an air rifle !!
.. not intentional but I shot its bell just for the sound affect.. doofus who was "steering" the slug saw me and was shouting and screaming, waving fists etc etc.. nobber was so rapt in chiding me he hit a bridge and sank his pap into the cess pit cum stolen car storage of the Grand Union Canal
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 22:26, Reply)

cookiefreak, i'm waiting wih eagerness for scanned copies of that yearbook...
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 21:54, Reply)
German youth hostel
In 1990 I stayed for a few nights in Munich youth hostel. Unfortunately it was run by a bunch of arrogant rule obsessed anally retentative freaks. This was even more troubling for me because I had spent the last few years of my life telling everyone that Germans were really all right and not like that at all.

Every morning at seven someone would shout over the loudspeakers (several of which were located on every corridor) “wake up boys and girls, its time for your breakfast”. This was bad enough, unfortunately all the guests were also adults and very hungover.

So one night I took a chair and my Swiss army knife and unscrewed the plastic cover of the speakers, and cut the wires within. Me and my mates had a nice lie in the following morning, and then left before the handy-work was discovered.
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 21:52, Reply)
Let us know
how it goes cookie freak!
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 20:52, Reply)
Work sabotage
I work in a boring office doing data entry, making delivery labels for packages and I intentionally make mistakes to make the day slightly more interesting. Today I sent a package to Leeds when it really should have gone to Basingstoke. That was fun.
I also write the wrong weights on sometimes just to confuse the fuck out of the warehouse.
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 20:34, Reply)
I thought that too...
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 20:32, Reply)
erm bigshape?
if he was complaining because his mobile had been stolen, who replied when you rang him to tell him to stop fucking you off?

just a thought :)
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 20:14, Reply)
hope this goes to plan...
just to inform you all, i have sabotaged possibly the most important night of this year for my school....

i found some (well, got given!) incriminating photo's of our head girl (in the buff, posing for the camera), whom the the teachers are all under the pretence that she is an angel- wrong, she is a psycho bitch from hell who needs her vocal cords ripped out, followed by crucifixion. Any way, after several weeks of blackmailing me into going to this important do and generally making my life hell, i decided to exact my revenge:

500 yearbooks have come into my school, and come 8 o clock on saturday night, when former students are nostalgicaly (is that a word?) looking through photo's of their youth, the head girl's 'money shots' will be proudly displayed to all and sundry!

a few people are in on this, and those darling mates of mine helped me add the 'extra pages', and i have asked for pics of her reaction, as i will be in the next county, giving my boyfriend a thorough good seeing to.

i make me chuckle, even though im going to hell :)
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 19:11, Reply)
wen i was at skool me unt mates stole this birds phone changed the language to some fucked up third world languge. wen she got her phone back and started balling it wud have felt like a bunch of wankers but she was a fucking ugly bitch
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 18:41, Reply)
stop fucking us off. (a bit long - sorry!)
one day me and a mate were messing about with the radio in the kitchen and tuned into some irate guy on a cordless phone. we listened for a bit and discovered that he had lost his mobile the night before and he was trying to get it cancelled. he was getting more and more pissed off with the vodafone people, getting passed around various departments, getting disconnected, and constantly giving his number out every time... we waited until he hung up, dialed 141 followed by his number, then proceeded to say, "hello. this is vodafone. stop fucking us off!" then hung up.
the guy went nuts, started calling vodafone and giving them a right bollocking. then he called BT to try and trace the call, and even called the police! ha ha ha! we pissed ourselves! and we taped it all as well! brilliant!
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 17:27, Reply)
i was in a club not too long ago and some gay little fuck had drunk too much and passed out (well sort of semi awake) on a sofa.

me being pissed and very good at pissing people off went to talk to a few sexy young ladies who were sat close to this dick, anyhooo i set the cunts hat on fire and it burst into the most amazing colours greens and blues then the smell of hair. at this point i had moved to the other end of the club to watch from a safe distance as a girl rushed over throwing a glass of water over the guy, who then wakes up swings for the girl and gets dragged out by some "big guys" only to find half his hair missing.

also going to random house parties and making a mix of toilet cleaning products into a pint glass and wait for some scum to drink it and chunder all over the shop.
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 17:20, Reply)
He still married her

My mate left his mobile phone on the table in the pub one night, and while he was at the fruit machine i managed to edit two names in the mobile's internal phonebook.

I put his fiancee's name over the top of my number.
I put my name over his fiancees number.

This meant that i could send him text messages, and they would come up on his mobile screen as being from his fiancee. Which is exactly what i did.

Obviously, these messages were along the lines of "ive found out about you and that slut" and "i just cant trust you, i dont even want to see you anymore"
I also turned my moblie phone to silent, so when he rang "her" it would sound to him like she was ignoring his calls, where as in reality, my mobile would be ringing away silently in my pocket.

What a cunty thing to do, eh?
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 17:19, Reply)
Knobs on chalkboards... ah, the elegant simplicity of it!!
You know those roller chalkboards they used to have so you didn't need to wipe them off to re-draw stuff?
For some reason, it bacame a craze at our school (oh, all right, it was only ever me) to scrawl a giant knob on the blackboard and roll it round so that it was obscured when the teacher came in.
By adding "Please Leave" to whatever was written on the board already, the teacher was forced to roll the board round to reveal a vast spurting cock with the legend "The Phantom Strikes!" next to it.
A timed delay could be built in by wiping the board clean on all sides and drawning said "jappa" on the hidden side. Teacher then begins the lesson normally, till they need to roll the board round...
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 17:15, Reply)
At my school I was evicted from the library for making too much noise. I decided to sabotage it by obtaining a piece of chalky stone and writing PENIS in huge letters on the wall.

The librarian cried. Ha. I was allowed back in though a while later.

(Woo. Say hello to a posting virgin.)
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 16:05, Reply)
That Poor Man
I went to a party in Leeds once,
stranger lying on couch.
no offense to anyone.

for some reason....

I took his shoes off and posted them through the letterbox of the house next door.

Not as funny as the time a stranger was passed out at another party and i took his shoes off... replaced them with mine and woke him up shouting 'WHAT THE F88K ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SHOES ON!!'

The look on his face was a picture and when he realised....

Oh i am sad.

First post of many....
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 15:51, Reply)
Listening to other peoples phone calls is naughty...
and my little sister found out that you could tune your radio into the same frequency as my mums cordless phone (old style ones, none of this digital malarkey). Anyway, I always joined in having a big ol' listen to my mums boring gossip until I realised my sister had also been listening to me on the phone. I was in my teenagey phase so was freaking out that maybe she'd heard me tell Tracy or whoever that I'd let Shane or whoever touch my boob. So I broke her radio. And she couldn't tell on me because then she would have been in trouble. Har de har har.
(, Wed 11 May 2005, 15:34, Reply)

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