What's the naughtiest thing that you have ever done?

[ufkacbln]

Service pranks...

We went to a wedding where the groom was an artificer and enjoyed ourselves fully.

The following morning the Bride and Groom joined us all for breakfast before they headed off on Honeymoon.

There were lots of questions about their pride and joy - a small bright red MG Midget.

When there was no response, things became less subtle, until one of the "Tiffs" took the Groom to the window and there in the car park was their car .... dismantled and laid out like an engineering diagram.


We than found out why he was not perturbed..... their car was safely locked up in a garage a mile away to prevent just such a prank.


There was a sudden scramble to get the car reassembled before the owner found out.

 

[JasonHolder]

Where is @JasonHolder when we need him?

Im here!! What needs doing

 

[Saluki]

Im here!! What needs doing

Stories of naughtiness. I am sure that you must have a couple stored up by now.

 

[betty swollocks]

I used to work shifts including sleep-ins, where you can sleep but are on call.
This task I shared with others in my team.
One of the women who came on shift regularly unpacked and hung her toiletries bag up on a hook. It was one of these which unfurled to reveal separate pockets - which she'd filled with all her accoutrements.
When she wasn't looking I took out all her lotions and potions and filled all the pockets with the contents of the stationery drawer and toolbox:- hammer, nails, pliers, stapler, drawing pins etc.....and the piece de resistance, polyfilla.

 

[Hover Fly]

I was walking past some roadworks with temporary traffic lights, real humdingers with long stop/go cycles, as I passed the red light I noticed that there were two young ladies in the first car, a MG F, they noticed my legs, I was wearing shorts, I noticed they had noticed my legs so I went into a posing routine, they went from coy glances to full on interest. I timed it just right, the lights turned green, I showed them how I can do "pistols", they and the workers were openly laughing by now, then finished off with "kneecap wobbles" just as the lights went to amber, I pointed the lights out to the girls, who managed to drive off, giggling, they were the only ones to get through the lights on that cycle. I escaped the wrath of the drivers behind by disappearing down a side road.

 

[Rezillo]

In the 70s a uni mate, N, borrowed his older brother's car for the weekend. It was his brother's pride and joy, some souped-up Escort (!) and N was under strict instructions not to thrash it and to bring it back in one piece.

N took a group of us out to a pub in the Yorkshire Dales and after a convivial evening, drove us back along a hillside lane. He was sober, we were, well, not so sober. Ahead in the lane, picked out in the headlights, was a large lump in the road. N wondered out loud if it was snow/slush or a rock that had rolled down the hill. We all yelled out it was snow, so N carried on.

It was a rock. The rock said hello then goodbye to the Escort's steering rack and sundry major suspension components.

I can now confess that we all thought it was a rock when we first saw it.

 

[Globalti]

When I was about 16 my Mum finished a bottle of Chanel V. I filled it with water dyed yellow with food colouring and gave it to my GF, a rather sheltered girl. It had enough residual odour to convince her it was real though a day or two later the colouring formed little flakes, which settled to the bottom. That was when I admitted what I'd done; she was quite upset. I still feel bad about that one 43 years later.

 

[stephec]

When I was about 16 my Mum finished a bottle of Chanel V. I filled it with water dyed yellow with food colouring and gave it to my GF, a rather sheltered girl. It had enough residual odour to convince her it was real though a day or two later the colouring formed little flakes, which settled to the bottom. That was when I admitted what I'd done; she was quite upset. I still feel bad about that one 43 years later.

But did it grant you the favours you were after at the time?

 

[slowwww]

When I was a teenager in the late 1970s I'd managed to get my hands on some French bangers.

I let a few off with a friend in a local park, and while they were very loud and scared a few birds, the effect of this quickly became rather boring, and so we looked for more interesting places to let them off. Finally, we were walking into town and noticed from the music and flashing lights from the top floor of the building above the local Woolworths that evidently their staff was having their Xmas party there. We thought that a banger into their delivery yard might still be heard above the music and so duly lobbed one over.

Having only let them off in big open areas, it was safe to say that we were surprised at how much louder it sounded in an enclosed environment. Not as surprised as we were when the 'BOOM' was quickly followed by the store alarms going off. Needless to say we scarpered.

About half an hour later we walked back past, trying to look as innocent as possible, but were appalled to see the delivery yard full of the staff still dressed in their party dresses, shivering away while their managers sought to investigate the source of the explosion.

 

[Joey Shabadoo]

When I was about 8 I was playing with matches on some wasteland - seeing how big I could get the flames to go before stamping them out. The inevitable happened and the entire two acres of wasteland, brush, weeds and grass went up.

And the Police Station next door too

 

[mr_cellophane]

A pair of phones on back to back desks is good. Swap the handsets over then ring one of them.
Hours of fun !

I used to do that, but with a bit extra. Call someone else in the office who is on the phone, set your phone to call back when free and then swap the handset with a third phone. You then don't have to be on the phone when it rings and so look more innocent and you get to wind up 2 people instead of just 1.

 

[Arjimlad]

I had a colleague return the call of Dr Maibalsar Ritchie, whereupon the person answering the phone advised the application of ointment.

 

[Ron-da-Valli]

I once put the immersion heater on and I didn't even want a bath!

 

[Donger]

I once used a word processor font replicating application to alter a scanned copy of an invitation to an office medical. I altered the bit asking for a urine sample to read "urine and stool samples" and swapped it for the one on a work colleague's desk, adding a much larger clear plastic container to the little plastic urine sample bottle provided. Someone ratted on me, so I never got to see him march off into his medical with an unexpected present. You can't win 'em all.

 

[sazzaa]

Pretended to be a dominatrix and got a hundred quid for letting a transvestite dress up as a maid, paint my nails and lick my boots.