Few years ago some bastard was stealing stuff from the workers fridge, he used to drink my coca cola all the time
as well as taking food and things, we suspected one of the guys from the afternoon shift. One day I was so cheesed up I went in the loos and pissed in my bottle of coke and put it back in the fridge like if it was almost full. Next morning I went to the fridge and the bottle was not there anymore 
I was going to write a note telling all and stick it to the fridge door, before I had time to do so (lucky me) the w/shop foreman came to see me with a brand new bottle of coke and said: last night we had a bit of a management meeting and ran out of beer so we had a bottle of jack and I think we used your bottle of coke to water it have that one to replace it!
Never said anything to anybody about it! So if you used my coke about 10 years ago well………
This isn't my story but one of my favourites.
A group of mates were on a surf trip in Indo. One of the blokes was annoying everyone flat out. Whinging about the food, the waves, everything.
Every day this bloke came back after the surf and rubbed this after sun cream on his face and made a real point of how great it felt.
On one of the last days and after the same guy got almost all of the way to the surf in the boat he realised he forgot his fins and they all had to go 40 mins back for his fins it was the last straw.
That day they all decided to bat off into his cream bottle. When he came back and rubbed his face that day with his aftersun they all just giggled and tried to keep straight faces. They never told him.......
About 20 years ago I Backpacked around Europe for 4 months with g/friend at the time 24 hours a day 7 days a week, we camped just out of Amsterdam for a coupla weeks and her birthday fell in this time. I told her I needed a day to myself to hunt for a birthday present for her I bought her a pair of black and white clogs for her birthday in about 10 minutes of looking. Then got ripped off my nut and paid about 25 guilders for an hour with local business woman everyone scored a goal that day.
I bought a carton of choc milk. On the top of the carton it said open other end. I
opened the end that wasn't the other.
One fine morning at Sandringham beach, some a*hole comes in with nice sport car, loud tacky music and good looking chick. He throws his half-eaten hamburger and food on the ground. Looked like a tough guy - typos in the tatts, everything.
A bunch of us got together and decided to smear his car with the discarded food. It actually wrecked the paint job (dirt in the food), so it went further than planned, but we were stuck at that point, so we continued.
When he came back from McMoreland's (yes, that was early 90s, pub is gone now), we were all standing there as a group.
The bastard made vague death threats and left.
Sometimes, there is a God...
We would have never done that if mean crazy Big Wayne had not been part of our group...
when i was drunk i threw a red hot burning log at a heard of cows across the paddock and sconned one in the head.. still regret it.(dunno why but just somethings stick in your head)
At primary school i used to put dog nards in people (who teased me)school bags and lunch boxes
- sorry (30 years later)
When I was an apprentice, the boss of my section often used to fall asleep in his chair at lunch time. So I snuck in and slipped a cable tie through his belt loop and onto the chair. I thought this was hilarious until the general manager of the whole company walked in, boss jumped up and had a chair hooked to his waist
Sorry
Ken.
Another time (still an apprentice) when fm radio had really just become popular, myself and another apprentice used to listen to the local rock station. Then one day the boss announced that we were getting process workers in to do the pcb assembly and they wanted to listen to am country station. We were not happy. So we built a little am transmitter, tuned it to the am station and stuck it under the bench where they worked. This meant that they could not get their station at all, so boss took it into his office pulled it down and it all worked for him. As soon as it was back on bench - no go. Eventually the masking tape that was holding the transmitter gave way and we were sprung but in all fairness to boss - we were allowed to have our station on as loud as we wanted on Friday afternoons.
I loved being an apprentice![}:)]
Being a young idiot a mate and I spent hours one night shooting our air rifles across the road at his neighbours front door. We would wait 10 minutes or so then take a quick shot at his door knocker. He would open door, look around the slam door. Repeat.
Of course we thought this was funny as and snickered all night.
Sorry whoever you were
One night after a few brews we got our hands on a 500mt roll of roadworks tape. Thought it would be funny to tie the end to a mates towball and hide the roll under the car body. Needless to say, after a while of driving, the tape falls out and said mate is driving around town with half a kilometre of tape dragging behind. Of course he got pulled over, and wasnt happy. Sorry bud.
Sorry to all the owners of letterboxes i woke up with after a big night when i was young. I shouldn't have POSTED that.
We had to get back at a boss in a law firm, he wanted all of us to have a go at front reception and he was rostered on for that job on the monday morning.
So we put an ad in the saturday adult section to ring this fella for a good time, gave his office number. First thing monday morning people were ringing him up for threesoms n all sorts of stuff, he had no idea why until he saw the whole firm rolling around on the floor laughing. went on all day too.
waiting for the opportunity to leave a message for someone to call back.
no. is 1800 60 60 90
nothing like a bit of nasal delivery technology.
who says radio advertising doesn't work.....
put like concrete fence posts rocks .. well anything we could move on train tracks and hide in the bushes and watch the train hit it.
Haven't done too many bad things really.
Smashing peoples letterboxes as a drunk teenager...such a dickhead thing to do but we couldn't help ourselves.
Hide the poo,
Used to play it when camping as a young fella.
Idea was to hide a poo
Was gross and always went way too far
like
In the glove box of brownies fj
In stokies board bag
In the mayonaise jar
In the letter box of bendalong general store
but the worst one
Was hiding boydogs little foxterrier poo in bulgers sausage sandwich
Actually, the worst one was probably pooing in the leg of joels wettie then squishing all through and hanging back up on the line.
I prefer the Doctors post with just some words removed...........
I've done some very very bad things but i'm not sure if they would be welcomed on a public forum...
However some of the ones i can mention are...
Ripping up a whole streets letterboxes then putting them all back at differnent houses
Knocking on peoples front doors at night then pull the fuses out of their meterboxes
Putting oil on the road at stop signs that are on steep hills then hide in the bushes and watch as all the oldies smoke it up as they try get up the hill, (even got the old man smoking it up much to my amusement) Also use to be a treat down at the bottom carpark at scarbs and up the hill at north scarbs in the day. Hours of entertainment after a surf with all the bogans doing bog laps.
Many more but my memory lets me down.
Oh to be young and stupid again...
Hide the poo was done that way in my time: Wrap some fresh dog poo in newspaper, put it on some one front door, set it on fire and ring the bell, run and hide and watch them jumping on it to stop the fire.
One of my mate poohed in a food container and froze it, he then wrapped it in paper and put it in a parcel then sent it to his ex boss that fired him few weeks before.
Wait in the bushes at the local golf course and steal people golf balls after they teaed off.
One of the funniest things ever but I think you had to be there and possibly been part of the ring passing 'The Duchy' to the left hand side so to speak. This is about 15 years ago.
We went for a drive with 4 of us in the car and came across a guy riding a bike down the road.
We decided to follow him very closely behind, he started to get worried and sped up, we followed him, we thought it was hilarious.
Then we all started hanging out of the windows of the car and yelling at him "Get out of the way idiot", 'C'mon mate, move it, get out of the way". He is zig zagging all over the road packing himself and we are following him about 2 feet off his rear tyre.
By this stage we are all that hysterical at his reactions and thinking we were so funny we were in balls in the seats unable to breathe with laughter, even the driver could not drive any more. We had to stop and must have sat there for 20 minutes trying to regain composure crying in our seats on the side of the road, the bike guy long gone.
As I said it was funny at the time.
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hmmmm as a bike rider oil on the road (big thumbs down to that
Yeah but still funny as
A certain dog,who shall remain nameless, has a certain bad habit;
When ever he gets out of my version of stalag 13,kids in the area tend to get concerned,,
No toy is safe.
Sometimes it is the only way i know that he has done the bolt,when i get up in the morning and there is a new toy in the yard
Mine is very embarrassing but i need it of my chest.
Last time we voted in the Fed election i let my wife vote for who she wanted to instead of the previous years I've insisted as well as supervised her voting. Mostly because her parents are labour people
