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Myself and a mate were running down Northumberland St in the toon to catch a bus.
Busy Saturday afternoon, packed with shoppers.
He was ahead of me and I was shouting "stop that man he's got my wallet!" Over and over.
Everyone just ignored us  |
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"Myself and a mate were running down Northumberland St in the toon to catch a bus.
Busy Saturday afternoon, packed with shoppers.
He was ahead of me and I was shouting "stop that man he's got my wallet!" Over and over.
Everyone just ignored us "
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My friend and I would choose something to hide in each others houses... For a while it was a small bottle of coffee syrup, her friend hid loads of sachets of mustard... And then it was a tiny plastic guinea pig... We'd see how long it took the other to find it.
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"My friend and I would choose something to hide in each others houses... For a while it was a small bottle of coffee syrup, her friend hid loads of sachets of mustard... And then it was a tiny plastic guinea pig... We'd see how long it took the other to find it.
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That's fun
I do this with my friends shopping basket, it's normally lube |
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Every time I send some money to a friend electronically I give it an embarrassing reference. Something like “refund for blow up doll”, in the full knowledge they’ll be showing their statement to a mortgage lender or similar at some point in the next year or so.
It’s the ultimate sleeper practical joke and many’s the time they’ve text me with a tirade of abuse 18 months later when I’ve forgotten |
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I used to love a good practical joke.
Many moons ago I was working on an RAF base that had a tall tower block as accommodation.
I was working on the roof replacing the plant room doors.
I meticulously planned it.
I made a dummy to match my size and wearing same work overalls.
We used to use a little dumper to transport stuff around the camp,I timed it for the dumper to get from our yard to the tower block,gave me enough time to get to the bottom of the block and outside before the dumper could get there.
So on this lovely day I asked my labourer to go and get some materials from the yard.
On his return there's a point where he is visible before disappearing behind a few bushes.
So I squat behind the dummy pretending to wave and shout out.
He looks up.
I push the dummy over the edge and proceed to rush to the bottom giving me time to throw the dummy behind my car then lay on the ground and as he chugged up White as a ghost I sit up rubbing my neck and saying
" Phew that smarted a bit"
Him
SHOCKED
me.
Pissed myself laughing.
The kicker,I forgot to realise that this was in full view of the guardroom and half a dozen guards running over and the sound of an ambulance approaching in the distance.
Errrrmmmmm
Whoops!
I was lucky not to get sacked. 
Thankfully they saw the funny side of it.
My mate wasn't so impressed.
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