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I got a load of chalk, felt-tip markers and paint from friends one Christmas in a thinly-veiled attempt to get me involved with their plan to vandalise the toilets at the local park. My downfall: Signing my name. Tell us your stories of anti-social behaviour.

Thanks to Bamboo Steamer for the suggestion

(, Thu 7 Oct 2010, 12:10)
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no I'm not
on this wall here there used to be a bit of graffiti that read Daz is gay (might not have been Daz... but y'know) and when Daz (or whoever, it's not important) saw it, he immediately got his tippex out of his bag and tippexed out the permanent marker.

on a wall

(you could still see it underneath too)
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 13:07, Reply)
Victoria Line
Someone had gone to great effort to produce stickers which looked authentic:

"Please be advised that at busy times it may be necessary for other passengers to sit on your lap"
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 12:42, Reply)
Nottingham, Exchange Arcade (The shitty overpriced place under the Council House)
Until all manner of various overpriced clothing and jewellery shops opened there, there was a small barber shop, quite simply called "Public Hairdresser".

The "L" was always removed within a few days of the sign being repaired.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 12:38, Reply)
Where I live there's this rubbish vandalism of this wall.
And a thalidomide victim eats out of rubbish bags. Yemen is so lovely.

(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 12:38, Reply)
On the bus to work one morning
I passed a bus stop with some freshly scrawled graffiti in a pink marker pen declaring "Samantha loves Darren". Nothing too unusual.

However the following morning, passing the same bus stop, the original message had been scored through and a new declaration, in the same pen and same handwriting, read "Darren has AIDS."

It is the one and only time I have burst into uncontrollable laughter on a bus.

Poor Darren.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 10:45, Reply)
TOX '08

(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 10:33, 4 replies)
Didn't see it myself
but I've been told about it by a realiable source. A group of vandals grouped together and went on a spree of what can only be classed as carnage. They went on to sack Rome, targetting the Catholics in particular and generally pissed off the locals.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 9:08, Reply)
post about M25 bridge

Always raises a smile after six miles of roadworks
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 8:55, 4 replies)
That building at the back
Was Cornmill Hotel. It eventually went bust about 4 years ago and some travelling folk decided to move in (and probably systematically stripped the place of any copper wiring/pipes and other scrap metal.

However, back in 1998, my mate got married there. That small wall at the front with the blue sign wasn't there back then and in its place was a different small wall upon which someone had sprayed in large black letters:
After the ceremony, the groom, best man, myself and a few other blokes posed in front of that wall and the groom's mother took a picture, completely oblivious to the sweariness that we were proudly framing.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 8:53, Reply)
Vandal at its worst.
A long time ago I learnt how to scuba dive. One night as my mate and I were ready to leave the classroom we spied across the road a pub. This pub hadn't existed the week before and so curiosity piqued, we went across to check it out.

I understand the scenes in movies where lights shine and angelic music is played whence opening the door. In we strolled to an empty pub - it had only opened that night.

It was better than any Xmas. The chalk for the pool cues had not been used, so we defiled that with the brand new cues, leaving our grimy paw prints all over those slender pale wooded rods. The carpet still had that new smell to it and so we trod all over like a romp in a flower garden. The toilets were cleaner than in a show room, not one comment upon the walls and toilet paper still all gummed up on the first leaf. I left water drops all over the sink from where I shook my hands like a dog coming out of the ocean. My mate left a drop of pee on the toilet seat. In the utter and absolute vandalous nature of this outing, I threw my ice cubes under the pool table - take that, you brand new carpet and shiny pool table legs.

Ah, seeing the white ball with blue chalk on it - that was me popping your cherry. No one else will ever do such a heinous thing first on that lush and shiny green felt. The juke box trembled in anticipation as we lit upon it with an evil giggle. What song will we celebrate its birth? Primal Scream - Rocks - was the first in line that night to be karoaked in our sour, drunken tones.

A free drink for being the first customer - a vodka shot we asked for - with us laughing to hear the agonising scream of the bottle being wrenched asunder with the seal being broken. The first coaster was brainlessly flung against the far wall.

A shiver of beastly sexuality shot through me that night. Sex and violence - I now understand it.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 8:43, Reply)
On a school trip to France in the 80s it was obligatory to stock up on red bangers which came in various sizes, a bit like dynamite, you lit one end and, well, BANG!

A trip to St.Omer in the last days of term before the summer holidays enabled much stocking up and we were quite creative in there deployment.

One night we thought it would be a great idea to strap four of the biggest ones together, quietly burrow a shaft just wide enough to accomodate said bangers in our Headmaster's front lawn, then light them.

Poor bastard, he never did come back in the Autumn.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 8:42, Reply)
Way back when beer was less than £1 a pint (74p for a pint of Red Stripe as I recall)...
I had the nickname 'Frogger'

In my local (The Globe*, St Neots) at the time, I'd scrawled this above the urinals in the toilets. New landlords came in and painted over this (remarking to me in the bar that it had taken several coats to prevent the wording coming through, and did I know who did it?) Heh.

Then, one drunk night, after shaking and putting the little chap away, I looked at the (now pristine) wall, took out my keys and carved a HUGE 'F' dead centre. This remained there for some 10 years or more, numerous coats of paint failing to obliterate it.

The pub shut some time ago now, but everytime I go past, I smile inside.

*When they first got a pool table, I was seeing (to) the landlord's daughter at the time and was first to christen the pool table - I stole the cue ball as a memento.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 8:37, 2 replies)
This is more vandalism theory than actual vandalism
I have an idea to get lot of different sized question marks in sticker form printed off and stick them on signs that dont need/warrent them.
Keep off the grass, Danger high voltage etc.

Just because
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 4:03, Reply)
One from here not so long ago and one I now do when I am staying in a hotel or motel that has been invaded by cultists:
Frontispiece of a bible: "All the best. - Jesus."

Not nearly as witty but from Auckland in the 80's:
- Be alert. Your country needs lerts.
- Bob Marley LIVES! (The day after he died). So some genius crossed out LIVES and wrote IS DEAD. meh.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 4:00, Reply)
y'all do realise that this has already been done?
check out all pics of awesome vandalism.
(, Thu 14 Oct 2010, 0:10, 1 reply)
Shoot the Moon
Was a tag seen on every available surface near where I lived in the 90's

PC Moon was a local Police Officer
(, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 23:58, Reply)
The public hair salon is Scunthorpe....
Has for as long as I can remember, has always read pubic hair salon. Strangely nobody bothers changing the welcome to Scunthorpe signs!
(, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 23:14, Reply)
OOOoooo last minute
The children I work with have a game (juiced 2) that got laser burn. They were fierce disappointed and feeling sorry for them I remembered that my brother has the same game and doesn't play it. I asked him today could they borrow it and he said yes so long as it isn't damaged.

Kid's were naturally delighted when suddenly I hatched an evil plan. This evening I took the burnt game and with aid of kids have scratched hahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahaha all over the disk. I plan to hand it back to my brother tomorrow and say that the kids said it wasn't working.
(, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 23:06, 1 reply)
I like the scrawl on one of the pedestrian crossing buttons near me
(, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 22:44, Reply)
Posh graffiti
In one of the cubicles of the toilets near Waitrose in Bath, someone's written "PAT" on the wall. Someone else has put an R between the P and the A. It's inane but I always have a little giggle.
(, Wed 13 Oct 2010, 22:13, Reply)

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