So on my grandfather's passed away now, but on his block way back when there was one of THOSE guys. Always got the best car, newest power tool, most awesome lawn mower etc etc etc.
Guy bragged about absolutely everything! The neighbors universally despised this guy.
For instance his mower, according to him, was the finest most powerful mower ever created, and he just couldn't wait to get out and show the block how it was done. So every saturday moring grandpop and his friends would hustle over to this man's house and mow it before he could get up. The guy eventually sold the mower and hired a lawn service because he just could not stand the neighbors stealing his thunder!
But grandpa's best story was about the neighbor guy's new SUV he had bought over the phone and how he bragged about his new sedan, and what great mileage it would get, and how cool it was, and how awesome it would be when he finally got to drive it, until the neighbors wanted to lynch him.
But grandpa had a plan. He started sneaking out in the middle of the night when his neighbor first took delivery of the car and added a few gallons or so to this man's tank every night.
Of course this guy brags to everyone in earshot that his car is getting close to 40 miles per gallon! The neighbors think he's full of it and even tell him the sales brochure on that car puts it at roughly 17 mpg in the country. No matter he insists he's got a GOOD one!
Then after about two weeks of this grandpa starts subtracting gas every night, so that now the only thing he can talk about is that something is happening to his beloved car. He talks to the dealer and tells them he was getting 40 mpg or better but now suddenly it is down to about 6 mpg. They think he is crazy but he insists they look at it under his warranty terms.
Long story short, they go over this car with a fine tooth comb and suprise, surprise they find nothing wrong. The dude is furious and gets himself banned from the dealer!
I don't know if the story is true or how it all eventually ended, but I did see a pretty blue, brand spanking new sedan with a for sale sign on it sitting in front of the guys place when I last saw my grandfather. (Thirty plus years ago.) And for what it is worth I am pretty sure there was two hateful eyes glaring out from behind the parted drapes towards the general direction of my grandpa's porch.....
HA! These are great stories, would you mind if I post them so everyone can enjoy what genius pranks your grand dad did to the blowhard? If that's cool, please also fill us in some more about your grand dad, his first name for sure, but what he did, what he liked, what he enjoyed, etc. Just a little dusting of some personality and facts to fill everyone in on him, before his great sense of humor and terrific plans to let the air out of the bragging guy
He was a kraut born in a town in Germany that bears our last name. His name was Wilhelm at birth but when my great-grandfather brought him here in 39 they misspelled his name. The unusual spelling would instantly id me, but let us say I should be Wilhelm IV but instead I'm W***** II.
He was so German that when WWII broke out the east coast recruiters would not touch him. I think the Army interview went something like this...(recruiter) "So W*****, you want to fight the Germans?"...(Grandpa) "Ya, das ist vat I am sayink!"...(Recruiter).."Next!"
He ended up on a carrier in the Navy thus starting the family sailing tradition, as his father was a Prussian Cav officer and his father's fathers were knights. My father and my uncle both served on carriers as well, my father an F86 Crew Chief and my Uncle and Airwing fireman. I'm second generation born here and the first (and so far only one) to bring both traditions together, having joined the Army first and the Merchant Maritime afterwards.
Now what did grandpa like. Well thing is I know far more of our family history than I do the man himself. He was a business man, a union agent. He had a lot of power there once, enough power to have the journal print up his death while very much alive, to get my father to stop searching for him.
That visit I mentioned, the last time I saw him...well I hunted him down to ask him why he did the things he did to my old man...not that everything my old man was his fault....anyway, not a very satisfactory visit.
But he did have a lot of stories. I loved the man, though I can't say I liked him much at all.
thank you! I don't understand the preference for secrecy, but hey, to each their own. I guess having an online presence allows for a disconnect from IRL, and usernames keep people from being a nuisance on the facebook, or seeking out someone IRL and getting into politics, or whatever. Anyway, thanks for the info, I don't have the time during my lunchbreak to write up a nice post that not only tells these fantastic pranks, but also gives a bit of a look at the guy that created/participated in them. They are sublime! Most pranks are crafted so the person creating them doesn't have to open their wallet, but these? He had to supply the gas, and spend time mowing, and all that is more than most people would pay for to get a great prank over on the blowhard... so, they are terrifically rare in that perspective as well as top level funny So, I'll have to wait until after work to do a good job writing. Just this note alone took about 5 minutes!
I tried commenting on my other PC, I got an error so I'm not sure it went through, so in case this is an accidental double post I'll elaborate a little more.
I used to post my ID a lot, I'm not concerned with protecting my self, it is my wife I am protecting. She is a Christian curriculum writer and I am an outspoken patriot that has been thrown off every online social media platform run by the left.
It is not fair to her that my online ramblings can and do have an impact on her. So for this reason I no longer post my ID. That is it.
So on my grandfather's passed away now, but on his block way back when there was one of THOSE guys. Always got the best car, newest power tool, most awesome lawn mower etc etc etc.
ReplyDeleteGuy bragged about absolutely everything! The neighbors universally despised this guy.
For instance his mower, according to him, was the finest most powerful mower ever created, and he just couldn't wait to get out and show the block how it was done. So every saturday moring grandpop and his friends would hustle over to this man's house and mow it before he could get up. The guy eventually sold the mower and hired a lawn service because he just could not stand the neighbors stealing his thunder!
But grandpa's best story was about the neighbor guy's new SUV he had bought over the phone and how he bragged about his new sedan, and what great mileage it would get, and how cool it was, and how awesome it would be when he finally got to drive it, until the neighbors wanted to lynch him.
But grandpa had a plan. He started sneaking out in the middle of the night when his neighbor first took delivery of the car and added a few gallons or so to this man's tank every night.
Of course this guy brags to everyone in earshot that his car is getting close to 40 miles per gallon! The neighbors think he's full of it and even tell him the sales brochure on that car puts it at roughly 17 mpg in the country. No matter he insists he's got a GOOD one!
Then after about two weeks of this grandpa starts subtracting gas every night, so that now the only thing he can talk about is that something is happening to his beloved car. He talks to the dealer and tells them he was getting 40 mpg or better but now suddenly it is down to about 6 mpg. They think he is crazy but he insists they look at it under his warranty terms.
Long story short, they go over this car with a fine tooth comb and suprise, surprise they find nothing wrong. The dude is furious and gets himself banned from the dealer!
I don't know if the story is true or how it all eventually ended, but I did see a pretty blue, brand spanking new sedan with a for sale sign on it sitting in front of the guys place when I last saw my grandfather. (Thirty plus years ago.) And for what it is worth I am pretty sure there was two hateful eyes glaring out from behind the parted drapes towards the general direction of my grandpa's porch.....
HA! These are great stories, would you mind if I post them so everyone can enjoy what genius pranks your grand dad did to the blowhard? If that's cool, please also fill us in some more about your grand dad, his first name for sure, but what he did, what he liked, what he enjoyed, etc. Just a little dusting of some personality and facts to fill everyone in on him, before his great sense of humor and terrific plans to let the air out of the bragging guy
DeleteHe was a kraut born in a town in Germany that bears our last name. His name was Wilhelm at birth but when my great-grandfather brought him here in 39 they misspelled his name. The unusual spelling would instantly id me, but let us say I should be Wilhelm IV but instead I'm W***** II.
ReplyDeleteHe was so German that when WWII broke out the east coast recruiters would not touch him. I think the Army interview went something like this...(recruiter) "So W*****, you want to fight the Germans?"...(Grandpa) "Ya, das ist vat I am sayink!"...(Recruiter).."Next!"
He ended up on a carrier in the Navy thus starting the family sailing tradition, as his father was a Prussian Cav officer and his father's fathers were knights. My father and my uncle both served on carriers as well, my father an F86 Crew Chief and my Uncle and Airwing fireman. I'm second generation born here and the first (and so far only one) to bring both traditions together, having joined the Army first and the Merchant Maritime afterwards.
Now what did grandpa like. Well thing is I know far more of our family history than I do the man himself. He was a business man, a union agent. He had a lot of power there once, enough power to have the journal print up his death while very much alive, to get my father to stop searching for him.
That visit I mentioned, the last time I saw him...well I hunted him down to ask him why he did the things he did to my old man...not that everything my old man was his fault....anyway, not a very satisfactory visit.
But he did have a lot of stories. I loved the man, though I can't say I liked him much at all.
thank you! I don't understand the preference for secrecy, but hey, to each their own.
DeleteI guess having an online presence allows for a disconnect from IRL, and usernames keep people from being a nuisance on the facebook, or seeking out someone IRL and getting into politics, or whatever.
Anyway, thanks for the info, I don't have the time during my lunchbreak to write up a nice post that not only tells these fantastic pranks, but also gives a bit of a look at the guy that created/participated in them. They are sublime!
Most pranks are crafted so the person creating them doesn't have to open their wallet, but these? He had to supply the gas, and spend time mowing, and all that is more than most people would pay for to get a great prank over on the blowhard... so, they are terrifically rare in that perspective as well as top level funny
So, I'll have to wait until after work to do a good job writing. Just this note alone took about 5 minutes!
I tried commenting on my other PC, I got an error so I'm not sure it went through, so in case this is an accidental double post I'll elaborate a little more.
ReplyDeleteI used to post my ID a lot, I'm not concerned with protecting my self, it is my wife I am protecting. She is a Christian curriculum writer and I am an outspoken patriot that has been thrown off every online social media platform run by the left.
It is not fair to her that my online ramblings can and do have an impact on her. So for this reason I no longer post my ID. That is it.
it didn't get through.
DeleteOh! That makes sense, an online life is a risky thing, just the way you describe it.