XmisterIS
Purveyor of fine nonsense
I just pulled the oldest prank in the book on my mate it ran more smoothly than a swiss clock with a real live cuckoo in it.
We were in the supermarket, so I swiftly grabbed a pair of bright red frilly women's knickers (as you do) and popped them into his trolley when he wasn't looking.
I got out first and was waiting for him, when I got a text ...
To me: Bastard!
To him: Are you a transvestite?
To me: Bastard! There were people behind me in the queue, I had nowhere to get rid of them, I could have died of shame. They were looking at them too.
Class.
We were in the supermarket, so I swiftly grabbed a pair of bright red frilly women's knickers (as you do) and popped them into his trolley when he wasn't looking.
I got out first and was waiting for him, when I got a text ...
To me: Bastard!
To him: Are you a transvestite?
To me: Bastard! There were people behind me in the queue, I had nowhere to get rid of them, I could have died of shame. They were looking at them too.
Class.