[cite]Posted By: Romford_Addick[/cite]It's not a trophy, but a friend and I took someones washing off their line and pegged it on to a different one 3 doors away.
haha! Simple ones like that are fantastic!
We tried to steal a lamp post once. We kicked it enough times that it could be wobbled out but funny enough couldn't muster the strength to pick it up. It was funny going past it the next day and seeing that it was at a 15 degree angle. A mate stole some speakers from a club and a police car pulled up, he told them he was the dj and they gave him a lift home!
We seem to have a bit of a habit of it in our family...
My 'best' was an 8ft Blackboard with details of the local fair in town on it. It took two of us to carry it and probably had a gypsy curse on it... I remember getting up in the morning thinking WTF am i going to do with that. Also had the licensing laws from a pub and a few traffic lights. I had a fine selection of tip trays that i took when London pubs and bars went through that phase of giving your change back on the little silver platters, I just used to take the lot.
My younger Sister was stopped by the police for walking off with a road sign but still has a fine selection in her house.
My old man, and you could find a more straight laced person woke me up to show me the two beer pumps he had 'found' outside the pub on his way home, still take pride of place in his Garage.
My brother wins it when he came home one night wearing a skullcap he's pinched of a jewish blokes head in a nightclub.
[cite]Posted By: ValleyGary[/cite]Talking of cut outs, i nicked a life size Sven Goran Erikson out of Sainsburys during 06 WC. Took him to 'The Rat & Parrot' for the games.
I think I remember seeing that.
A big group of us went boarding in Italy, on our way out every night we stopped at a window thing that doubled up at a pizza takeaway. On our way back home on night one of our mates was starving so managed to break into the pizza place through the window. We waiting for him to come back out, after about 5 minutes we looked inside and all he could find was chocolate spread and was sitting on the floor eating it out of the jar with his hands.
In my youth I used to drink in Morgans in Bexleyheath as it was at the top of my mates road and used to stagger back there.
There was a house on the way back that had loads and loads of gnomes in the front garden, every week we would nick a gnome out of the front garden and put it in a neighbours. Until one day, I think it was actually after an England game, we picked up the massive windmill they had which must have weighed 20 stone between 4 of us and took it about 5 doors down. God knows how they ever got it back.
When the north upper was being built me and Romford Addick passed by on a particularly drunken night. CCTV must be good as we were caught trying to jump the fence in order to go and choose our new seats.
We did get a trophy each though. The construction company had placed several signs with the following on them "Anyone found urinating on site will face instant dismissal" Mine was on my office wall for quite a few months afterwards.
I was walking past Grove Park station once hammered and decided that the massive London Travel map would be useful, the one with all the Zones on it and the underground! I remember it took some effort to rip off the wall but got there eventually. It used to sit on the wall in my bedroom at my Mums, pretty sure it's still in her loft.
A double forked forklift bloody great thing was sitting out the bck of everest windows on the industrial estate with the keys in. Drove it round and round for 30 minutes or so with 6 of us hanging off it going up and down on the forks. Drove all round the roads then got bored, so took it to a mates uncles scrap yard phoned him up and offered it to him for cash. He told us in no uncertain terms to get forklift away from his yard!!
We moved it further down the road when the old bill turned up, we all jumped of leaving it running down the road they had no chance to chase as they had stop this bloody great thing before it collided with anything.
Got absolutely ratfaced in the Who'd A thought It one night, woke up in the morning and my shoes, socks and trousers were soaking wet and covered in this green slimy shite and a large yellowy frog thing was sitting on the window sill, staring at me...
Later my mate rang up laughing and asked what did I do with the frog...
Apparently, on the way home I'd climbed the fence on the lake in the Slade on Plumstead Common, waded in, captured the frog and took it home...
my mate nicked a full size coffin out of a bar on halloween. Think it was only chipboard but apparently it took three to carry. We Lived in hong kong then used to have to get a ferry to get back home. that night they carried it on to the boat thru the plaza an then onto a bus. Couldnt get it into his flat tho so left it on the landing. His chinese neighbours went hysterical when they opened their front doors following morning. Police had to come to take it away.
I had my watch stolen from me when I was hammered last August on a Saturday night, don't have any recollection of the hours of 2.30 to 7.30am. From retracing my oyster usage I managed to work out I got on the 73 bus home from town (live in Islington now), but obviously fell asleep and woke up in Stamford Hill or something, then tried getting another bus home but obviously fell asleep again, ended up at London Bridge at 7.30am, I remember standing in the main lobby area looking to see what time the next train down to Lewisham was (presumably was trying to go back to my old place down there) before remembering I lived in Islington now. Finally managed to get back to my house on 141 bus. Went to sleep and woke up 2 hours later when my mate rang me to get me up for football, so then had to traipse down to Charlton (the Meridian) to play football in the heat with a steaming hangover/still drunk. It was only when I finally properly sobered up and got home at about 5 that afternoon and was able to analyse the events that I realised my watch had gone missing during all of this, and I concluded that somebody mustve had it off my wrist when I was passed out on one of the many buses I boarded that evening/morning.
My friend stole a temporary set of traffic lights and plugged it in the living room before he went to sleep. Woke up to see this huge 9ft set of traffic lights still flashing in sequence. God knows how he got it in alone, it weighed a ton!
Big red traffic cone standing the right way up, on the roof of the club shop, literally just above the entrance, after we beat Ipswich at home in the play off game to reach Wembley.
Cone successfully in place, but mate was dropped on his head :-)
Me and some mates always used to go away for cup final weekend, this particular time we were in Great Yarmouth and at the entrance to the peir used to stand a cardboard cut out of a 6' policeman waving his arm/hand indicating for people to come on to the peir, his arm was hinged at the elbow to give a bigger wave.
We woke up on the Sunday morning after a night out in the town and guess what was on the front lawn of the B&B..........and he was still bloody waving, must have been running on battery's
used to do a pub crawl every xmas from the gatehouse used to do virtually every pubin woolwich up past the barracks and then back to gate house, i nicked a dartboard from the pub down in the dip before charlton park and had to return it redfaced xmas day after he phoned the gatehouse to say that the regulars from there had ransacked his boozer
All the previous posts make my exploits look quite boring.
One night I was in a disco with some mates where they had a pool tables. During a lull in the game we were watching (the players were taking a look at the GoGo danders) I walked past the table on the way to the bogs and swiped the 8-ball off the table. My mates told me later that the resulting arguments while they were tying to work out where the 8-ball had gone.
I also own a large Union Jack that I nicked from the roof of the Dodgems at the local fun fair.
crawling out of st christophers in greenwich one night went for a quick jimmy down an alley, found a pair of crutches! me full of stella confidence then proceded to take me and my mates into up the creek, straight to the front of the que, bit of a silly walk combined with the crutches got us in for gratis, then a free keebab at 2am and a half price cab journey home. wrong on so many levels but truly funny at the time.
A group of us had been drinking in welling.There were some long term road works at the bottom of central avenue. we took everything but the traffic lights (too heavy and connected to a mobile generator,) We re built them on glenmore road. Next morning (sun) there was a driver waiting at the stop traffic lights sign scratching his head lol.
Not really a trophy but once, back in my student days, we got absolutely hammered and my housemate ended up setting light to the carpet. We ended up dragging it outside when we discovered a neatly cut trap door in the floorboards.
After prising the trapdoor open we discovered a void beneath the house that was suspiciously wired and well insulated. The landlord disappeared soon after that and we lived rent free for 4 months.
Dipped a few purses out of handbags and done a few car steroes on the way home from pubs. Oh and used to do the changing rooms over at the tennis club after matches when the players were in the bar.
Newcastle United's Christmas tree. Massive it was Dragged it all across Leazes park what seemed like miles to Spital Tongues Took ages to trim the top off it to get it into girlfriends front room
[cite]Posted By: AshTray[/cite]Dipped a few purses out of handbags and done a few car steroes on the way home from pubs. Oh and used to do the changing rooms over at the tennis club after matches when the players were in the bar.
About 25 yrs ago I was at a gig where my mates band was the support act for the late screeming lord sutch (older readers may recall the monster raving looney party). During his show, whilst performing his most famous song, "jack the ripper" one of his band would dress as a copper, along with a genuine victorian police helmet. After consuming large quantities of irelands famous black syrup, i got to the usual state of not being able to recall any events. I woke the next morning with the said mentioned helmet beside my bed. Word spread over the next few days of its dissapearence and was reported in the local paper, sutch pleading for the culprit to return it. I contacted my mate to confess and it was returned. The local paper wanted to do a follow up story and wanted a picture of the culprit being collared whilst wearing a stripey jumper and mask, but as i was working that day, my brother quite happily stepped in to steal my thunder. The king of the looney's did actually reward me by giving me and my mate tickets to see him appear on the little and large show being recorded at white city. We had such a laugh there (nothing to do with the show though) but thats a completely different story................................
[cite]Posted By: nth london addick, January 2011[/cite]used to do a pub crawl every xmas from the gatehouse used to do virtually every pubin woolwich up past the barracks and then back to gate house, i nicked a dartboard from the pub down in the dip before charlton park and had to return it redfaced xmas day after he phoned the gatehouse to say that the regulars from there had ransacked his boozer
[cite]Posted By: nth london addick, February 2009[/cite]dont talk to me about theiving bstds if i had my way i would bring in genetic castration for theives as well as peados and murderes,
after i had chopped off one arm or pulled out an eye
thats it
first time you get caught theiving out comes 1 eye
2nd time off with an arm
3rd time off with your balls
4th time thrown in a dungeon and not fed or released.
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We tried to steal a lamp post once. We kicked it enough times that it could be wobbled out but funny enough couldn't muster the strength to pick it up. It was funny going past it the next day and seeing that it was at a 15 degree angle. A mate stole some speakers from a club and a police car pulled up, he told them he was the dj and they gave him a lift home!
My 'best' was an 8ft Blackboard with details of the local fair in town on it. It took two of us to carry it and probably had a gypsy curse on it... I remember getting up in the morning thinking WTF am i going to do with that. Also had the licensing laws from a pub and a few traffic lights. I had a fine selection of tip trays that i took when London pubs and bars went through that phase of giving your change back on the little silver platters, I just used to take the lot.
My younger Sister was stopped by the police for walking off with a road sign but still has a fine selection in her house.
My old man, and you could find a more straight laced person woke me up to show me the two beer pumps he had 'found' outside the pub on his way home, still take pride of place in his Garage.
My brother wins it when he came home one night wearing a skullcap he's pinched of a jewish blokes head in a nightclub.
I think I remember seeing that.
A big group of us went boarding in Italy, on our way out every night we stopped at a window thing that doubled up at a pizza takeaway. On our way back home on night one of our mates was starving so managed to break into the pizza place through the window. We waiting for him to come back out, after about 5 minutes we looked inside and all he could find was chocolate spread and was sitting on the floor eating it out of the jar with his hands.
In my youth I used to drink in Morgans in Bexleyheath as it was at the top of my mates road and used to stagger back there.
There was a house on the way back that had loads and loads of gnomes in the front garden, every week we would nick a gnome out of the front garden and put it in a neighbours. Until one day, I think it was actually after an England game, we picked up the massive windmill they had which must have weighed 20 stone between 4 of us and took it about 5 doors down. God knows how they ever got it back.
We did get a trophy each though. The construction company had placed several signs with the following on them "Anyone found urinating on site will face instant dismissal" Mine was on my office wall for quite a few months afterwards.
Expect a visit from a very angry mother shortly ;-)
He told us in no uncertain terms to get forklift away from his yard!!
We moved it further down the road when the old bill turned up, we all jumped of leaving it running down the road they had no chance to chase as they had stop this bloody great thing before it collided with anything.
Later my mate rang up laughing and asked what did I do with the frog...
Apparently, on the way home I'd climbed the fence on the lake in the Slade on Plumstead Common, waded in, captured the frog and took it home...
Still don't remember a thing about it...
Went to sleep and woke up 2 hours later when my mate rang me to get me up for football, so then had to traipse down to Charlton (the Meridian) to play football in the heat with a steaming hangover/still drunk. It was only when I finally properly sobered up and got home at about 5 that afternoon and was able to analyse the events that I realised my watch had gone missing during all of this, and I concluded that somebody mustve had it off my wrist when I was passed out on one of the many buses I boarded that evening/morning.
Lesson to be learnt - get a taxi.
Pint glass from Sidcup Place from last night
Mine was from Surrey Docks bowling alley.
Woke up to see this huge 9ft set of traffic lights still flashing in sequence. God knows how he got it in alone, it weighed a ton!
Cone successfully in place, but mate was dropped on his head :-)
NB It was there for years :-)
We woke up on the Sunday morning after a night out in the town and guess what was on the front lawn of the B&B..........and he was still bloody waving, must have been running on battery's
One night I was in a disco with some mates where they had a pool tables. During a lull in the game we were watching (the players were taking a look at the GoGo danders) I walked past the table on the way to the bogs and swiped the 8-ball off the table. My mates told me later that the resulting arguments while they were tying to work out where the 8-ball had gone.
I also own a large Union Jack that I nicked from the roof of the Dodgems at the local fun fair.
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A mate once nicked a tuk-tuk in Bangkok. He lost control almost straight away and drove it into a wall.
After prising the trapdoor open we discovered a void beneath the house that was suspiciously wired and well insulated. The landlord disappeared soon after that and we lived rent free for 4 months.
Massive it was
Dragged it all across Leazes park what seemed like miles to Spital Tongues
Took ages to trim the top off it to get it into girlfriends front room
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Smiley, winky thing