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[stmichael]

Got to be my mate Steven's stag do a couple of years back in the dam..........

8 of us flew over for a weekend for 48 hours of madness in our Ste's last hours as a free man, anyhow............

Steven is, what you would call, a big lad, fancies himself a bit, but is generally a good egg, but he is a bit homophobic, not in an offensive way, but they just scare him a bit. With this in mind, we hatched a cunning plan.

On the Saturday (the 2nd night) after having a few warm up beers we hit the Dam, and for every pint our Steven was getting bought there was a liberal amount of various potions being mixed in, this was in order to get him so drunk he couldnt possibly remember what the rest of the night would hold.

Once suitably hammered we headed for a gay bar, at which point he could barely stand, we stayed for an hour or so, making sure we got a few photos of Ste in various compromising positions with the resident drag queen and a few queer lads who we let in on the joke.

Anyway after Ste had passed out, we carried him back to our hotel, and then the piece de resistance


We got him back to his room, stripped him, laid him down spread eagled on his front, naked as the day he was born.

Taking one condom, stretching and then spitting in it, we then with the aid of a pen shoved it up his anal passage, tucked him up in bed and then went back out.

The next morning at breakfast he came down the colour of boiled ******, asking what had happened.....

so we told him

"That we mistakenly stumbled into a gay bar, and we were due to leave, but you insisted on staying as you was having such a good time (we then produced said "staged" images on the digi cam) and in the end we left as you seemed to be perfectly happy talking to your cross dressing friend and said you would catch us up later, and that was the last we saw of you until we heard your door slam and someone leave at some silly hour in the morning."

This story was so well told, he genuinly believed it, so much so that he made up a story that he left not soon after we did, couldnt find us and then couldnt get a cab, this went on all week, our Steven going whiter and whiter with each passing day up to his wedding, as it dawned on him what had actually "happened" that night.

It worried him so much that the day before the wedding, he summoned the best man (Phil) and told him in private that he thought he'd been "done up the bum", to which Phil said (how he kept a straight face i'll never know) that it would be best if he told the lads together.

So an hour or so we are all in the pub and he tells us his story, how he can remember going in to the gay bar, but not much else, but the next mornin he woke up and.....

At this point one of the lads sniggered (to be fair we were all looking straight down trying to contain fits of giggles) and that was it, everyone just collapsed, and our Steven stormed out with a gob on, calling us all a "shower of *****".

He didnt speak to us again until after the wedding, but ****** me, it was funny, he even he see's the funny side of it now (just)

   

what's the best prank you've ever pulled?

[106-1093504160]

ive never pulled anyone called prank

[cheesecakery]

Got to be my mate Steven's stag do a couple of years back in the dam..........

8 of us flew over for a weekend for 48 hours of madness in our Ste's last hours as a free man, anyhow............

Steven is, what you would call, a big lad, fancies himself a bit, but is generally a good egg, but he is a bit homophobic, not in an offensive way, but they just scare him a bit. With this in mind, we hatched a cunning plan.

On the Saturday (the 2nd night) after having a few warm up beers we hit the Dam, and for every pint our Steven was getting bought there was a liberal amount of various potions being mixed in, this was in order to get him so drunk he couldnt possibly remember what the rest of the night would hold.

Once suitably hammered we headed for a gay bar, at which point he could barely stand, we stayed for an hour or so, making sure we got a few photos of Ste in various compromising positions with the resident drag queen and a few queer lads who we let in on the joke.

Anyway after Ste had passed out, we carried him back to our hotel, and then the piece de resistance


We got him back to his room, stripped him, laid him down spread eagled on his front, naked as the day he was born.

Taking one condom, stretching and then spitting in it, we then with the aid of a pen shoved it up his anal passage, tucked him up in bed and then went back out.

The next morning at breakfast he came down the colour of boiled ******, asking what had happened.....

so we told him

"That we mistakenly stumbled into a gay bar, and we were due to leave, but you insisted on staying as you was having such a good time (we then produced said "staged" images on the digi cam) and in the end we left as you seemed to be perfectly happy talking to your cross dressing friend and said you would catch us up later, and that was the last we saw of you until we heard your door slam and someone leave at some silly hour in the morning."

This story was so well told, he genuinly believed it, so much so that he made up a story that he left not soon after we did, couldnt find us and then couldnt get a cab, this went on all week, our Steven going whiter and whiter with each passing day up to his wedding, as it dawned on him what had actually "happened" that night.

It worried him so much that the day before the wedding, he summoned the best man (Phil) and told him in private that he thought he'd been "done up the bum", to which Phil said (how he kept a straight face i'll never know) that it would be best if he told the lads together.

So an hour or so we are all in the pub and he tells us his story, how he can remember going in to the gay bar, but not much else, but the next mornin he woke up and.....

At this point one of the lads sniggered (to be fair we were all looking straight down trying to contain fits of giggles) and that was it, everyone just collapsed, and our Steven stormed out with a gob on, calling us all a "shower of *****".

He didnt speak to us again until after the wedding, but ****** me, it was funny, he even he see's the funny side of it now (just)

   

what's the best prank you've ever pulled?

and thats NOT a lie 

[taff]

Not a prank as such but went to a fancy dress party last year and a load of us headed to a private late night drinking bar I know of in Cardiff where itb stays open till about 4

Queing for the toilets with my mate for the usual pick me up we were accosted by some fella with the usual been to a fancy dress have you comment which we replied no funeral actually it was David Thomas from the Rhonddas funeral Wales' biggest fancy dress retailer there was two hundred of us in the church all in fancy dress he would have been proud.

Well all the lad did was come up to us all night apologising well hard to keep a straight face 

[106-1093504160]

u still in fancy dress then taff