turbofabricator
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Send a subscription to gay porn to his neighbors address in his name. The neighbor will come over to his house with "his" mail. "Uhhhh.........Joe, uhh........this came for you......."
Tape the handle of his vegatable sprayer on the kitchen sink with black electrical tape. Turns water on in the AM....Sprays him down.
Copy machine toner spinkled on the front door mat. That crap is HARD to get rid of.
Sneak into his house at night and rearrange his furniture. Turn the fridge around backwards, dining table in the living room, ect. Have your sister slip him a Lunesta and a Long Island Iced tea, so he'll sleep through it all. (I had a co-worker that used to do that to random people. He'd break into their house at night and move stuff around. Lucky he didn't get shot)
Vasaline on the toilet seat. THAT is down right WEIRD feeling. My mom use to do that to all of us. I think my dad even slid right off onto the floor after hitting the crapper at a dead run after work one night.
Whistle tip exhaust.....woooo-WHOOOOOOO (Bub-Rub) (Google THAT)
Turn everything in his car on high. That'll wake his AZZ up in the A.M.
Limburger cheese in the cowl vent. (though, that'll be dam near impossible to make go away)
Take a picure/video of you scrubbing the cat box with a toothbrush that looks exactly like his. Even show you taking it from the holder or drawer in the bathroom and walking to the catbox, then switch brushes, and scrub away.
Tape the handle of his vegatable sprayer on the kitchen sink with black electrical tape. Turns water on in the AM....Sprays him down.
Copy machine toner spinkled on the front door mat. That crap is HARD to get rid of.
Sneak into his house at night and rearrange his furniture. Turn the fridge around backwards, dining table in the living room, ect. Have your sister slip him a Lunesta and a Long Island Iced tea, so he'll sleep through it all. (I had a co-worker that used to do that to random people. He'd break into their house at night and move stuff around. Lucky he didn't get shot)
Vasaline on the toilet seat. THAT is down right WEIRD feeling. My mom use to do that to all of us. I think my dad even slid right off onto the floor after hitting the crapper at a dead run after work one night.
Whistle tip exhaust.....woooo-WHOOOOOOO (Bub-Rub) (Google THAT)
Turn everything in his car on high. That'll wake his AZZ up in the A.M.
Limburger cheese in the cowl vent. (though, that'll be dam near impossible to make go away)
Take a picure/video of you scrubbing the cat box with a toothbrush that looks exactly like his. Even show you taking it from the holder or drawer in the bathroom and walking to the catbox, then switch brushes, and scrub away.