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We had a sales conference a few years ago for our out-of-state reps. One of our reps overdid the free booze a little and passed out one night on the green of a golf course. A few months later we had another sales conference. During that conference we had an actress (who dressed up to look pregnant) burst into the room screaming the name of the man who had passed out on the golf course. She went up to him and while pointing to her stomach said, "Remember that night on the golf course a few months ago?" Well, he about died of embarrassment and he wasn't sure it was a joke at first.
ROFLLLLL
List your friend's address in the open house section of the Sunday real estate section of the paper. Watch how confused she is when random people ring the bell and expect a tour.
I used to drive a truck for a bakery and delivered to warehouses in an area comprising all of northern Texas and portions of the Oklahoma Panhandle five nights a week. Along about 3 a.m., I'd get drowsy and find a wide spot on the shoulder of one of those back roads and cradle my head with my arms on the steering wheel and take a short nap with the engine still running for the heater and the lights on. One of the other drivers saw me doing this one night and decided to "have some fun." He turned around and parked his truck directly in front of mine facing me with his head lights on, not quite three feet from my front bumper, and blew his air horn. It's a good thing I have a strong heart is all I can say. When I heard that horn, I came awake with a start, sat up, saw what looked to me to be an ongoing, head-on collision and started jerking on the steering wheel and stomping on the brakes. He was laughing so hard he couldn't get his door open when I jumped out and demanded to know just what the bloody blue heck he thought he was doing. I was not amused at the time. I still chuckle when I think of it. There have been others, but I think that has to be the funniest to ever be pulled on me. I never left my motor running when I took a little steering wheel nap after that.
LMAO
Nothing big ... but really irritating ... my wife is quite short ... and loves chocolate ... so I like to leave chocolate bars in plain view ... taped to the ceiling.
It is easy for her to get them down but the indignity is priceless
SO CRUEL
Loaned my son my Z3 to take to work so he could show off.
Used the spare key to steal it from the parking lot.
He called the cops.
It's an oldie, but a goodie...
Get three people (that don't know the person you want to scam) to call the victim and say,"Hi...may I speak to Larry? (NOT the victim's name.) The victim will respond, "Sorry, no Larry here," and hang up. Have the next caller wait a decent interval (at least 10 minutes) and repeat. At the end of the calls, wait about an hour, and have one last person call. When the victim answers say, "Hi, I'm Larry...have there been any messages for me?"
I once removed all the screws from a new, $250 dining room chair that my ex- sat in, because she was on one of her rants about how she was the only one who cared about good-looking furniture. We all sat down to dinner and about 40 seconds later I could see one of the legs start to move away from the base, followed by two others. She ended up -- in slow motion -- on her butt on the floor, and suddenly I was very interested in the lasagna I was eating. When I finally could say, "What happened?" without laughing, she just glowered at me -- and I said, "Damn poor workmanship for a $250 chair."
Would I do it again? In a heartbeat! Is there any wonder why she is my ex?
Made brownies to share with a few workmates. After they ate a few, I showed them a videotape of me making the brownies, and adding dog droppings to the mix. After their faces went pale, then bright red, the threats started. That's when I put a second tape in which showed a different angle of the same scene (me making the brownies) where you can tell that the dog doo definitely did not make it into the brownies. This joke required borrowing a friend's video camera, and carefully setting it up on tripods, but it was worth it.
A friend fell asleep on the carpet in the living room in our house so we sewed his cloths to the carpet ala Gulliver.
ROFLLLLLLLLL
I'm now a teacher. Once in a while, unbelievably, a student will fall sound asleep in class. (No, I don't put them on the railroad tracks.) When this occurs, I have, on occasion, had the rest of the class quietly get up and leave the room. Another teacher then quietly moves his class into my room with the sleeping student and my class moves to his room. When the student awakens, they have a new teacher with new students. They have no idea what time it is or where they should be. The look on their faces is amusing to say the least. THIS ROCKS
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