TheBanyanTree: our tax dollars at work ;)

[Cecil]

At 5:08 PM -0400 7/30/03, Sachet wrote:
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>...Sachet (who thinks someone should write a book about EMS practical
>jokes)
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During WW2 I worked as a spray painter in a shipyard. There was one guy who
was fond of playing practical jokes, but when someone played one on him, he
would rant and rave.

We worked graveyard shift and brought our lunches to eat in the wee hours.
This guy had a welder tack weld one of the lunch boxes to the metal deck of
the ship. Everyone in the paint gang was watching as the guy tried to pick
up his lunch box. He found out who had done the dastardly deed and silently
swore revenge. The next night he opened the joker's lunch box and inserted
a sheet of sandpaper in his sandwich.

Another guy in my gang was a real horse's ass, and I didn't like him. He
was also a joker. I carried my lunch in a paper bag. One time I had brought
an orange. When I opened my bag to eat, only the orange peel was left. He
and the others stood grinning at my discovery. Okay, I'll fix him.

The next night I had my wife cook some chocolate fudge for me to take. I
told her to make two batches of it, one for me and one for the joker. That
night I made sure the H.A. saw me eating a piece of my fudge before the
lunch period. Sure enough, later when I opened my bag, not one piece of
fudge was left. Of course everyone stood grinning at me.

About an hour later not only the joker but all the guys were making urgent
trips to the can. I had instructed my wife to cook up a whole box of Exlax
in their batch. Later one guy that I liked told me about a conversation he
had with the joker, who told him that he had "the shits." I had told my
friend what I had done.

"You suppose it's something you ate?" he said he asked the guy.

Cecil