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Practical jokes
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There's some funny people on here, and I imagine more than one practical joker.
Fess up to your best practical jokes - either as victim or joker.
I was well and truly "had" years ago. I was selling the contents of a dead person's house through a well known firm of auctioneers. On the day of the auction I walked into the office and the boss said "Mr Peacock called from XYZ Ltd. First name, Drew". I called the firm back and it was only after I heard the receptionist tannoy that we had both been the victim of a rather puerile joke. I made my boss call her back and apologise. It's an old one now, but funny at the time.
Over to you......
Fess up to your best practical jokes - either as victim or joker.
I was well and truly "had" years ago. I was selling the contents of a dead person's house through a well known firm of auctioneers. On the day of the auction I walked into the office and the boss said "Mr Peacock called from XYZ Ltd. First name, Drew". I called the firm back and it was only after I heard the receptionist tannoy that we had both been the victim of a rather puerile joke. I made my boss call her back and apologise. It's an old one now, but funny at the time.
Over to you......
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best one I have heard of down here involved a guy from Poole, Camborne, who had all these gnomes in the front of his terrace house.
One day, one favourite went missing - bloody vandals he thought.
Then, about two weeks later, he got a postcard from France. "having a great time, all well - the Gnome". This went on for nearly two years with postcards, always the same writing, arriving from around the world, including NZ and Fiji.
He came down one morning to find the Gnome back on his plinth..............
One day, one favourite went missing - bloody vandals he thought.
Then, about two weeks later, he got a postcard from France. "having a great time, all well - the Gnome". This went on for nearly two years with postcards, always the same writing, arriving from around the world, including NZ and Fiji.
He came down one morning to find the Gnome back on his plinth..............