Kevin, you are obviously shameless to tell us.
My stories are certainly not as "extreme" as that.
Numero 2:
When i was in student accommodation I lived with 7 other lads. One guy was a French guy who was VERY private about everything. He'd lock his door all the time, he wouldn't let you in his room without making you take your shoes off etc etc...lovely bloke, just easy to wind-up. So, one day he had to go to a tennis class or something like that, he was late. We all jumped at the chance when we saw he had forgotten to lock his door. We took out the tool box, took his door of the hinges and then hid it in someone else's room - locked. We wrote a professional looking letter saying "Due to safety reasons, we have taken your door. The Janitor."
We realised that the hot chick who worked at the pub 30m from our flat was bar tending that afternoon. We thought "let's have a few and chat up the bird". So off we went with smug grins on our faces. We stayed a tad too long at the pub as she was looking extra hot that day. We stayed for a few extra jars.
Eventually we realised it was getting into the late evening and our flatmate would be returning from his game. We walked home after saying "ciao" to the chick.
As we are going up the stairs a carpenter is walking down - he says "alright lads". We realise we are FUCKED! We run up the stairs and there is the janitor, a representative from the uni, and a HUGE FAT SWEATY KNOBHEAD.
Our flatmate being naive had returned a tad earlier from his tennis thingy, saw the letter and genuinely believed it. We hadn't left a fake number for the janitor, so he had called the Uni instead saying "umm can i have my door back please". Bam, we were caught out!
The FAT CUNT starts saying stuff straight away - "you idiots are in trouble, blah blah, fire hazard, his computer could have been stolen, we are frowning upon this, blah blah bullshit..." Every 2nd word was an uncalled for swear word, and he was basically insulting us. He seemed to think we should go to jail!
The uni didn't think it was funny and had paid a fortune for an emergency callout for a carpenter, oh and also called the fire brigade due to some uni regulations!???
On the following Monday we had to go to the uni office, apologise, explain it was a stupid joke, etc. They said it was original but daft and we all had to pay (something like) £100 each.
Our flatmate tried to explain it was for the banter but they didn't care. How could i be ashamed about that? It was fucking hilarious. Monsieur Private eventually found it funny.
Doesn't quite reach the standards of Kevin's though, little more innocent fun.
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