Dirty deeds done dirt cheap

BrucePartington · 08-13-13, 08:02 PM

I remember two from my teenage years.

-- On a Friday night I took my friends for some street fun.
I smeared some lubricating grease on the inside of a public telephone handle - the telephone itself, not the door
I wish I had a camera then, it really was Candid Camera night, live!
The phone booth was in a park, near a busy street. Many people going out with friends, dates, etc.
This well dressed guy wearing a suit and carrying a bouquet goes straight to the phone in a very determined and manly manner. He froze like a robot when he felt the grease squeezing through his fingers. He then turned the phone handle very carefully to see what it was, ever so gently approached his nose, and finally realized what it was. He then cleaned it very well and proceeded, securing the handle very gently between thumb and forefinger.

A few minutes later comes a loud woman. Feeling the grease between her fingers she throws it all up in the air and leaves, cursing until out of sight.

There were other victims, but not as funny.

-- One summer evening, I took a roll of toilet paper with me, and stretched a band/line across the end of an uphill, winding and narrow tunnel. It was one end of an old street, and this end was an under passage loop that went under the buildings, before merging into a larger street.
We hid and waited.

The first victim came driving a van. He stopped and then painfully drove back in reverse, and went away.

Later on comes a lady driving a small sedan. As the summer breeze hints at the fact that the "police" band/line was not that tightly stretched, she very carefully drives underneath it, ever so gently as not to damage it. The toilet paper line did not break.

Now comes a cab/taxi. He stops, takes a long hard look at it, and finally gets out to ascertain what it is.
Him being a taxi driver, it is no surprise how pale the two old ladies were at his rich and eloquent vocabulary, which could be heard at the other end of the street.

As teenagers we tend to do the silliest things, out of boredom.
Having nothing to do can sometimes be a very dangerous occupation.

08-13-13, 08:02 PM	#2
BrucePartington XO Join Date: May 2013 Location: KM AM99 Posts: 405 Downloads: 33 Uploads: 0	I remember two from my teenage years. -- On a Friday night I took my friends for some street fun. I smeared some lubricating grease on the inside of a public telephone handle - the telephone itself, not the door I wish I had a camera then, it really was Candid Camera night, live! The phone booth was in a park, near a busy street. Many people going out with friends, dates, etc. This well dressed guy wearing a suit and carrying a bouquet goes straight to the phone in a very determined and manly manner. He froze like a robot when he felt the grease squeezing through his fingers. He then turned the phone handle very carefully to see what it was, ever so gently approached his nose, and finally realized what it was. He then cleaned it very well and proceeded, securing the handle very gently between thumb and forefinger. A few minutes later comes a loud woman. Feeling the grease between her fingers she throws it all up in the air and leaves, cursing until out of sight. There were other victims, but not as funny. -- One summer evening, I took a roll of toilet paper with me, and stretched a band/line across the end of an uphill, winding and narrow tunnel. It was one end of an old street, and this end was an under passage loop that went under the buildings, before merging into a larger street. We hid and waited. The first victim came driving a van. He stopped and then painfully drove back in reverse, and went away. Later on comes a lady driving a small sedan. As the summer breeze hints at the fact that the "police" band/line was not that tightly stretched, she very carefully drives underneath it, ever so gently as not to damage it. The toilet paper line did not break. Now comes a cab/taxi. He stops, takes a long hard look at it, and finally gets out to ascertain what it is. Him being a taxi driver, it is no surprise how pale the two old ladies were at his rich and eloquent vocabulary, which could be heard at the other end of the street. As teenagers we tend to do the silliest things, out of boredom. Having nothing to do can sometimes be a very dangerous occupation.