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» Evil Pranks

Me and another guy used to torment the old guy that sat next to us in the office.

Changed the 'N' and 'M' keys around on his keyboard.
We found out that at least one of these was in his password, when he had to call IT to get his password reset.
He was raging.

Also rotated his monitor display 180 degrees, then watched and laughed at his puzzled expression.

Poor old Bob
(Sun 16th Dec 2007, 5:40, More)

» Evil Pranks

Me and some chefs at my old work.
A few years ago, I worked in a kitchen and it was the last day of one of the chefs. A couple of us kept him distracted while the rest put the plans into action.

Hid his (freshly soaked) clothes in one of the chest freezers (he was obviously wearing his whites at this point), put green food colouring in his can of coke and pierced lots of little holes in the side above the coke level, and the obligatory classic, the hidden fish in the car. His whites and face got covered in green coke first, but he knew he couldnt show the pissed off-ness or he would make it worse for himself. Next up was discovering the frozen clothes in the freezer. The whole kitchen staff and the waiters were pissing themselves laughing at him. Then a few days later he phoned the work about the smell in his car.

Poor bastard
(Sat 15th Dec 2007, 13:30, More)

» Desperate Times

Douts of Douts
When I was on the dole for an extended period of time, I made roll ups from the fag ends in the ashtray. I then made rollups from the roll ups I'd made from the fag ends. I done it one more time before all i was putting into the fag papers was black ashy grains of tobacco.

Now i just stick to the 1st stage.
(Fri 16th Nov 2007, 1:11, More)

» Desperate Times

Smokin the herb
Years ago, myself and a mate of mine were sitting in his house smoking soapbar hash. As time passed we ran out of cigarettes for the joints, but there was no way to get any more, as this was suburbia after 11pm.

After much racking of brains, we thought it would be an excellent idea to substitute tobacco for oregano.

We tried so hard to smoke it but it was so foul even my mate gave up on it. And his parents living room now smelled of hash AND burnt oregano.

I dont smoke weed anymore. Maybe thats why.
(Fri 16th Nov 2007, 1:04, More)