Being a pickup truck owner, I constantly get trash in the back. I hate it, it signifies disrespect, and I abhor anyone who does this. Is it that hard to throw yr pall mall wrapper in a trashcan? In any event, tonight someone threw a box in the back of my truck. Obviously during the day, probably around lunchtime. I park in a parking garage, so it was obviously someone who parks in there. In any event, the dumbasses left the address on the box, and the from address. I propose to you, the wise obnerite: whats a guy to do?

mail a box of dogshit to the from address from the to address, and vice versa.

I voted crap in it if you are actually willing to do it, though I doubt youve got the balls [/challenge]

and yeah, i hate when people throw shit in the back of my truck.

All the pickup truck owners are gonna vote for the shit in a box...

a boy, a truck, and feces.
just another obner thread.

I will also one up the shit in the box.

Step 1: Go to News Center (or some other joint that sells filthy porno mags).

Step 2: Pull out one of those blow-in subscription cards from several ranging from "Black Inches" to "Honcho" to "Latin Inches".

Step 3. Fill it out and check "Bill Me Later". Repeat for all 17 magazines.

Then keep going and sign that motherfucker up for every goddamn thing in the world. Also, last time I moved and had to turn off my cable and phone, I don't remember them asking for much outside of Name and address.

I voted for the crap and send because I think this would be hilarious. Imagining the recipient's face upon opening the box makes me laugh...Or you could fill the box with garbage. Or just a note that says, "Hey, I think you dropped this. I just wanted to return it to you in case it was important! Have a Blessed Day!" (fake nice shit like this really pisses people off...)

Approved.

Nice. I'm a fan of "Yours in Christ".

Figure out what they drive by staking out their house. Return the box through their windshield. Crap is optional.

Oh, and you can also look up the phone number in Google (or a reverse look-up if you have one) and sign that bastard up for every branch of the military. Those recruiters are RELENTLESS.

I knew there was a reason I hung around imaginative folks like you.

this is the reason the Elvis Fu rules.

also put them on KKK mailing lists, Avon, AOL, and any other bullshit you can find.

more importantly, have fun!

If I were bold enough, I would gather the waste from my pet and/or the waste of my friend's pets and mail it to them. That or I'd find a dead animal of some kind or something that had been sitting in my fridge for quite some time and mail it to them.
While I had there address I would also have porno catalogs and any other sort of bad mail sent to their home, i.e. religious right or hate group news letters, gay porn magazines, credit card request.
If you are going to get someone back, you might as well really make it count.

Oh. And enclose one of those little green New Testaments that the Gideons hand out on college campuses. Subscribing him to things sounds good too, though.

over-retaliation is the obner way

Awesome.

Ha, tell me about it. The Army recruiter in Henry County was named Sgt. Williams, and he started calling for me at my mother's house about once every three weeks from the end of my junior year in high school until my sophomore year in college. Always wanted to meet over lunch and discuss my future plans (which were already decided...). Luckily I didn't ever have to talk to him once I moved out sinc he didn't have my dorm number, but he kept bugging my mom to get me to call him. The only reason he quit calling for me was because the last time, he asked for me and my mother said, "Oh, I'm sorry. Erin isn't here. She's passed on."

Fu,
Damn you know all the good tricks, did you ever do this to your friends?
I remember doing this shit to people in college so you could see all the crap mount up in their dorm mail box.

That would be funny if the person that did it wasn't the person that lived at the address on the box.

We used to give Army referrals on each other all the time in high school.

We did the porno mag thing to a neighbor several years ago who always let her dog shit in the common area while unleashed. Of course she never picked it up. So we sent her husband some goodies.

I was called by the local Navy recruiter in Norfolk on almost every freaking holiday weekend I had during college until I was 22. The last time he called, I was laughing while I talked with him, he was trying to get me to join when I was only a semester a way from graduating.
Now when I go to career fairs at the University every so often, they stop talking to me after I tell them I have a Master's Degree.

refer them to every religion you can - mormons, jehova's witnesses, and especially scientiology.

maybe try to get them on a sexual offender registry - not sure how - but that would be sweet.

Yeh, I'd kinda want to have more concrete evidence before I started boxing up poo.

all of these ideas are great, but maybe whoever put the box in the back of your truck isn't either of the addressees? I'm moving at the moment and i have a lot of second hand boxes with other peoples' addresses on them. Just sayin'.

Still, shit in the box.