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Wired horn to the turn signals, each flash equaled a short blast of the horn. Another one is where we stuffed a rag into his airboot. The truck would start and idle, but as he sped up, it would choke itself off and die. But then, magically restart seconds later on the side of the road. My fav was swapping out his coil wire feeder on the distributor with any other random plug wire. Now the truck only runs on one cylinder..... Many others that fucker earned.
And a buddy ran a car business, and had an Rolls Royce traded, it looked great but was a wreck, i parked it in his reserved place when i was on nights, so when he came in , he had to park elsewhere, and then he went nuts when they guys told him it was mine.. they were all in on it too.
And then later one of the young apprentices hooked up with his daughter, knowing who she was, and she didnt know who he was.. that ended badly.
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Back in the days when telephones had screw-off mouthpieces, you could do something similar to a coworker's phone. Imagine putting your face near that!
All of the travelling rally mechanics had a personal box, just a travel case, with a few tools, which were fully branded , with the guys's name on it.. one of them was really anal about people messing with his stuff, they swiped the key from the master box, and swapped out all the tools for a load of junk stuff, and then sent him off on remote service.. which should have been just a tyre and fuel job, but the co-driver asked him for something so he had to open his box.. he went full meltdown .. co driver was in on it, and then so was the driver, and everyone over the radio's..
We were doing a test for a new crank, which had to be validated for full throttle landings, and so we went to our local proving ground, where there is a tarmac circuit with a jump in it ( used in one of the Bond film crash scenes) and we had to do 100 full throttle landings in the WRC car, i am in as ballast, nothing else, and to keep an eye on a few things on the co driver screen.. its fun for the first 10 times, then you it gets old, but the driver was a moto guy too, so we had a good chat over the intercom on the rest of the loop where we had to keep to speed limits.
We had a spotter crew on who gave us the all clear that the track was ok to hit pinned.. as we were sharing the track, and with about 10 laps to go in the afternoon, and we are in the compression on the back side , when the radio cracks on, with 'car' ... the driver gets out of the throttle, but by this time we are in the air.. and guess what, bike rules apply to cars as well. So with the throttle chopped, the nose dives, i am sat pretty much on the floor , and i am looking up out of the screen , and all i can see is road. He lands it on the nose, and luckily the front part of the sump guard, is designed to not dig in.. luckily it worked. I am shitting myself, the guys in the spotter cars are roaring with laughter, the driver is less than thrilled, but sees the funny side , when he remembers he pranked the radio guy on a test the week before by telling him the brakes had gone at the end of a long straight.
He was getting a little lippy with his mom and thought it would be a good idea to ask me to cut his hair.
I usually do it anyways for him so no biggie.
I broke out the clippers and shaved the back of his head and the sides down. I left a huge patch of hair in the shape of a penis. He hops in the shower and surprisingly didn’t notice. He took off to meet a couple friends.
I’m like, cool this’ll teach ya. About an hour later he comes home pissed. WTF MAN!!!! I guess him and his friends went out and they didn’t even tell him. The lady at the diner told him, “interesting piece on the back of your head”. What?
I don’t understand. Son, there’s a penis on back of your head. I wish I could’ve seen his face.
Anyways, when he came home, I told him when you treat people a certain way, expect to be treated just the same ya dick.
He always double checks his head now after I cut it.
When TIG welding, someone would sneak up behind you and turn off the Argon (resulting in the tungsten electrode disintegrating spectacularly). Alternately, they would turn off the cooling water to the torch handle. This usually resulted in the torch being tossed as the handle heated up, breaking the ceramic insulator followed by having to ask the teacher for another.
I saw this technology put to good use at RED BUD one year. We camped out and there was a full on fireworks apocalypse the night before the race (fireworks got banned shortly after that).
The weapon of choice was a piece of 3" dia PVC pipe, cap on one end, and a hole cut where the fuses end up - a fully automatic bottle rocket machine gun. This was only out done by the guys with a cutting torch on the back of their truck. They would fill balloons with an Oxygen / Acetylene mix and tie toilet paper around the bottom of the balloon for a fuse. It was amazing seeing these guys trying to fill the balloons with bottle rockets flying every where. I saw a guy get literally blown off one of the spectator bridges by a balloon bomb. Good times!
The traditional carrot or banana in the car exhaust ; often the car dies but you can also get the fastest carrot in town.
I also saw a good video here i think of corn in the bike silencer, this could be really nice ! Pop Pop Pop
Worked in a bike dealership workshop and one of our go to tricks was to run a wire with a stripped bare end from the spark plug cap (pulled off the plug) to the frame tube near the kickstarter (remember they were a thing?), so that when someone kicked it they’d get a spark to the calf muscle, and because the cap was pulled off, it wouldn’t start, so they’d keep kicking amongst the swearing and zaps to the leg.
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He was always bragging about his gas mileage, and gave us a report weekly.
We had fuel tanks there for service vehicles, and we started adding a gallon to his truck every couple of days.
He would come in beaming. "Man, my mileage is actually getting better!" And bragged even more obnoxiously.
We did this for about a month, then quit.
The dude lost his mind. He started "losing" milage.
He was throwing plugs, wires, filters, distributor cap, etc. at it trying to figure it out.
We finally let him off the hook when he started talking about taking it to Toyota.
Never heard much about milage from him after that.
My Apprentice and I had a good laugh at least.
He had this Scion XB that was lowered, rims, exhaust yada yada he loved this stupid thing. I took some pics of it at lunch one day and threw it up on Craigslist (before you had to validate the posting with phone # etc) for a super low, but still believable price. He got so many phone calls that he had to turn his phone off to go to sleep....he got really upset and never pranked me again.
Next victim was my father in law, every time we hit a mountain lodge for a drink and meal het asked for a coke. Only then one of us smeared a bitter substance
On the edge of his glass. At first we noticed that he didnt like the softdrink, and ordered something different. That went on for a few days. After that we did that again with inly the colas till he said, it doesnt taste well that Austrian coke.
On top of that he telled very enthousiastic about a co worker whos banana they injected with vinegar.
and we al sat together snd had a great laugh, even after 12 years from then.
They would click the shit out of the cancel button and wonder why it didn't do anything and then get really confused if they realized that the machine was running and not trying to shut down. I was the office nerd so I usually got asked to check it out and I would "fix" it by removing the screenshot wallpaper. Over about a week, I went through most of my coworkers before I couldn't keep a straight face. They never really understood what I was doing, but they knew it was me.
We were working on a nearby stall and wondered if all the controllers were on the same frequency, so we got a friend to buy one and bring it over.
Turns out they actually were all running on the same frequency, so every time this guy got a car out for a demo, we would wait a while then quietly turn the wheel on ours, sending it into a wall. 3 days and he never twigged what was going on and spent a lot of time trying to "fix" the problem. :-)
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