best / most evil practical joke youve done

Couple of good ones from Uni halls of residence though.

Split a guys mattress open and slid a freezer full of frozen food in just under the surface. He came in ****ed, went to bed, and the next morning we found him lying asleep on the floor, with every towel, jacket, jumper, etc he could get his hands on laid out on the bed as insulation. He couldn't figure out why his bed was so cold and eventually gave up.

Same guy used switch the immersion heater on, go in the bathroom at midday, with a portable radio, 40 fags, a six pack of beer and a book, and not come out 'til 6pm when the rest of us needed the bathroom. We could hear him snoring in the bath, so we rolled a tube of newspaper, lit it with a match, blew it out so it smouldered and smoked like hell, stuck the smouldering end through the ventilation vent in the bottom of the bathroom door, and blew down it, paper glowing and smoke billowing into the bathroom. Eventually the snoring stopped and the coughing and spluttering started. A few seconds later the door opened and a wet naked student came stumbling out of the fog.

Stole a guys car keys and unbolted and nicked his steering wheel.

Asked a mate (who eventually introduced me to my wife) if me and a few other mates could get a lift home from the Colluseum nightclub in Stafford. He agreed, gave me his keys and went to get a kebab from the shop up the road, returned to the car at the back of the nightclub to find 12 or 13 of us piled into his Renault 4, the drivers seat empty and the keys in the ignition. To his credit he got in it and drove us all back to the halls.

[timwilky]

About 1980, I accompanied by my brothers attended an 18th birthday party of my youngest brothers mate, unfortunately at the time their was a bit of rivalry between different groups of two wheel riders and the nobs came out with a Wilkinson get out now and punches were thrown.

So once the bouncers, Wilkinsons and a few others managed to leave the area to the nobs who then started extreme bitch slapping each other we passed the instigators house on the way home. His garage was open.

So hacksaw off the wall and saw 3/4 of the way through the underside of his Lamberetta down tube, and continue on our way home.

Apparently it was hilarious, he had ridden about 2 miles from home. Hit a bump and the thing collapsed sending him down the road on his parker clad belly. Unfortunately we only got it second hand from his mates, I wish we had seen it.

Oh and a good game for a rally, nick a couple of scooters, hang a few tyres and with the use of a few sledge hammers, the objective is for the team to be first to pass the entire scooter through its own tyre.

[fizzwheel]

Best one I have done.

Chap I work with is anally retentive about his pushbike, I mean really anal about it, he constantly faffs and fettles and it is his pride and joy. He talks about cycling and his bike all the time and he never ever shuts up about it. He had been bigging himself up for a while and was due taking down a peg or two...

One day he left his bike at work and went away to another office for the day. At which point I whipped out the packet of spokey dokeys I had kept safe for such an occasion and me and two other people applied them to his bike.

He came back, got changed went downstairs to ride home and then noticed what we had done. At which point he chucked a complete hissy fit and proceeded to take the spokey dokeys off, except he couldnt get them off and had to get a pair of pliers to remove them. It took him a good 10 minutes, he got redder and redder in the face and was absoloutly raging by the time he got them all off.

The crosser he got about it the funnier we found it as we were watching out the window.

He came in the next day and threatened to report us to HR, and that he "would have decked us" if we had gone out to mock him about it whilst he was trying to take them off.

He is still p*ssed off about it now and it has become a sure fire way to get a rise out of him if we mention it.

Complete utter total sense of humour failure.



Also the April fool joke we played on the forum about splitting it up and only posting if you had an SV that was carried out this year was pretty hilarious as well...

[Bluepete]

Whilst at Uni, we all went out and got well and truly pi$$ed (no suprises). One lad, who lived on the top floor of the accommodation tower block - eight floors high - fell asleep in the pub and had to be dragged home. He was snoring like a good 'un in the lift and wouldn't wake up.

So, we took him to an empty room on the ground floor and dumped him in the bed.

Come morning, about eight of us burst into the room he was snoring in, screaming and yelling and stuffed a paper bag over his head.

The window was opened and he was tossed out!

That scream was very special!

Pete

YC's stepdad is a bit of a joker...him and YC's mum caught an early morning taxi to the airport the other month, told us the night before "Make sure you look after Henry! (the vac)" .

5 in the morning, YC and me fast asleep when suddenly I hear this godawful noise that sounds like a the hairdryer...i sit bolt upright in bed, YC still bloody asleep and so I kick him up and tell him to go find out where it is (someone has to keep the bed warm ). Turns out it's Henry Hoover in the next door bedroom which has floorboards (so the sound is amplified) and he's on a timed plug! Grrrrrrrrrr

Another popular one of his stepdad's. Apparently it used to be a tradition when they were younger and about to get married to get hold of the keys of the groom, go over to his house while he on his honeymoon and take all the lightbulbs out lol!

And one other, when a landlord started playing silly beggars come the end of a contract, him ( being a sparky) and his mates set about rewiring the house...so the bathroom light switched on the extractor fan and stuff

[Dave20046]

Originally Posted by Bluepete

Whilst at Uni, we all went out and got well and truly pi$$ed (no suprises). One lad, who lived on the top floor of the accommodation tower block - eight floors high - fell asleep in the pub and had to be dragged home. He was snoring like a good 'un in the lift and wouldn't wake up.

So, we took him to an empty room on the ground floor and dumped him in the bed.

Come morning, about eight of us burst into the room he was snoring in, screaming and yelling and stuffed a paper bag over his head.

The window was opened and he was tossed out!

That scream was very special!

Pete

pete, that's ****ing genius!

[SoulKiss]

Originally Posted by hindle8907

i think we need a poll to have a poll

I think the story he alludes to involves getting "polled", well thats what they do at boarding school isn't it?