Not a personal disaster, just a prank
It was one of my girlfriends friend's 18th birthday and he was having a few beers in a pub of his choice (mainly because they'd serve his underage friends - they were in their last year of 6th form). It had a pool table and a jukebox, but was a bit of a dive.

I was driving as I'd nipped in from the way back from work to pick my missus up, so was only having one beer.
Being the cider-monster that I am, I drank it fairly quickly and began to get bored attempting to talk to some of the birthday boy's brain-dead mates. They reveal that he has a plan that, no matter what, he's going to pull tonight. He's even booked a hotel room so he doesn't have to take the lucky girl home and embarrass his mother.

I asked to borrow my missus' phone and proceeded to put the Birthday Boy(I'll call him Billy, for both alliteration and 'twas his name)'s number into my phone.
I started texting him from under the table, the basic premise being that I was a local girl who'd had her eye on him for a while, knew it was his birthday, and wanted to make it a special one for him. I can't remember exactly what we discussed, but it was fairly graphic.

Being a show-off, he was soon boasting to all his mates that some girl was texting him telling him what she'd do to him.
One of them caught me smiling a bit too much and asked why.
I explained, and we proceeded to tell everyone in the pub what was happening, apart from Birthday-Boy-Billy of course.

I told him that I was waiting in a pub down the road, and as I didn't want to come up to the pub infront of all his mates - he should come and meet me.
He was unsure about it - he'd finally begun to think that he might be being setup, but his mates pulled together and did a sterling job of convincing him to go and see her.

Now then, a bit of backstory - both the pub we were in, and the pub poor Billy had just trooped off, to have two doors. One at the front and one at the back.

So while he walked out the front door and down to the front door of the next pub (less than two minutes walk), we all ran out the back door and down the back street to the back door of the other pub.

We're waiting outside, my phone beeps.
Text from Billy - "Where are you? I'm at the pub"
Reply - "I'm just out the back getting some air, come see me"

He walked out, to the sight of 15 guys and a few girls just pissing themselves. Bless him, he went so red.

This could've been posted in the karma QOTW too - I wrote my car off the next day on my way to work :(
Polly Jeez for length
( TY&GN, Sun 2 Aug 2009, 11:18, 1 reply)

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