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Originally posted by Viking1064
When your wife or g/f comes in to pee
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You obviously have neither...
they can be simple...
height adjustment lever on an office chair... change someone's chair height drastically and cover the lever in hand lotion. The looks on people's faces when they reach down and something goes *squish* in their hands... it's priceless.
or elaborate...
I was in a massive practical joke contest some years ago that was escalating quickly out of control. The final two shots were the fire department being called about half an hour before the victim usually came home about smoke coming from the house and we know there's an elderly invalid who won't be able to get out... the front door got hacked in with an axe shortly before the victim got home. Return fire: the other guy had a woman he'd been wooing in another city coming into town for a long weekend and this would be their first night "together" (wink wink). Let's say his name was, "Bob." So the next morning... very early... a high-end party company shows up for "little Bobby's" 7th birthday party. We're talking large animals, clowns, midgets - no expense was spared. All tapping on every window in the house, "Bobby! Wake up!!!" To the best of my knowledge, the rest of the weekend was icy and she never saw him again. A truce was finally called shortly thereafter.
Actually did fill an office cubicle with packing peanuts over a week when someone was on vacation. The next step was to seal it and turn it into a giant Sea Monkey aquarium, but un-doing it was going to be more trouble than it was worth, so it never materialzed.
Bought a light dimmer device with a remote control device that communicated through the power lines... so you plug the device into a wall, plug a lamp into it... then plug the control in anywhere else that's convenient... right? So, when the head sales guy in the office I worked in at the time went home one night, I picked the lock on his office, took his desk lamp back to the lab and eviscerated it and the dimmer module, planting the guts of it inside the base of the lamp. When I was done, there was no external change on the lamp whatsoever. Replaced the lamp and gave the sales guy across the hall the control unit. They both had windows facing the hallway so they could see each other and he spent a good two weeks torturing this guy with miniscule changes in brightness on that desk lamp... and he could see the guy going bonkers over it all day. It was delicious.
There's more. Later...
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