How a Locomotive Prankster Got Schooled by the Ultimate Petty Revenge
Every workplace has its legends. Some are stories of heroics, others are tales of mischief. But few rival the epic saga of East and Mo, two locomotive engineers whose clash of personalities spun a yarn that’s still shared around train depots decades later. This is the story of a prank that went off the rails—and the ingeniously petty revenge that followed.
Picture it: a prankster with a love for fart machines, mooning commuters, and a penchant for the raunchy. Opposite him, a buttoned-up, tie-wearing, churchgoing gentleman. What could possibly go wrong (or oh-so-right) when these two cross tracks? Buckle up, because you’re about to find out how a simple joke ended with an unforgettable, hymn-filled comeuppance.
Meet East: The Prankster Engineer
East is the sort of colleague who makes every day… memorable. Need a laugh? He’s got a fart noise machine. Office feeling too serious? He’ll break out a gorilla mask and moon the platform. His brand of humor is equal parts crude and creative, but always delivered with a mischievous glint. Like every great prankster, East believes there’s no such thing as going too far.
Enter Mo: The Upright Gentleman
Mo, on the other hand, is the living embodiment of “prim and proper.” He’s the type to iron his shirt before bed, start each day with a prayer, and never, ever take shortcuts. He’s polite, religious, and always sports a tie—unless the sun itself is melting the asphalt. You’d be hard-pressed to find a hair out of place or a swear word on his lips.
The Setup: A Backpack, A Routine, and a Risky Stunt
One day, Mo let slip in casual conversation that his wife empties his work backpack every evening while he washes up. For East, this was a golden opportunity—a prank too good to resist. In went a couple of vintage porn magazines, neatly tucked between Mo’s work papers, destined to scandalize the unsuspecting Mrs. Mo.
East waited for the fallout. But days passed. Then weeks. Not a word: no red-faced Mo, no angry phone call, not even a knowing smirk. East began to wonder if his prank had fizzled out.
The Perfect Revenge: Psalms and Payback
Then, out of the blue, Mo called. “Come over this Saturday!” he said, “We’re having a few colleagues, some beers, just a relaxed evening.” East, never one to miss a party (or an opportunity for more hijinks), showed up with a six-pack and his usual jovial spirit.
But Mo had a surprise of his own.
Instead of a chilled-out hangout, East was ushered into a full-blown, two-hour church service—right in Mo’s living room. The congregation was there. The priest was there. Psalms were sung. Sermons were delivered. And East? He was seated front and center, introduced as a special friend from work, and expected to participate with all the enthusiasm of a born-again choir boy.
East, the man who once mooned commuters in a gorilla mask, now found himself sweating through two hours of pious reflection, gospel singing, and polite handshakes. No mention was made of the magazines. No beers were cracked. The message was clear: you mess with Mo, you get holy retribution.
The Aftermath: A Prank-Free Peace
To his credit, East never mentioned the magazines again. Nor did he ever prank Mo. Sometimes the best revenge isn’t loud or messy—it’s elegant, agony-inducing, and leaves your opponent singing psalms instead of plotting their next gag.
Lessons from a Legendary Prank War
- Know your audience. Not everyone appreciates a fart machine or a hidden Playboy.
- Revenge is a dish best served… with hymns? Mo’s payback proves that you don’t have to stoop to someone’s level to get even—sometimes, you just have to raise the stakes in a way they never saw coming.
- Never underestimate the quiet ones. The most unassuming colleague might just have the most creative comeback.
And if you’re ever tempted to smuggle something into a coworker’s bag, remember East’s fate: you might end up in the hot seat, but instead of facing fire, you’ll be singing with the choir.
Have you ever witnessed workplace pranks gone wrong—or right? Share your tales of petty revenge in the comments below! Maybe your office legend will be the next story people are still telling decades from now.
Original Reddit Post: Hide something in my backpack, will you? Alright then.