Every summer, Mav, TC, Stu, Hairy Andy and I head off to somewhere hot for a week and drink stupid amounts of alcohol. Well, every year since last year's inaugural holiday at any rate.
Of course, with it being a lads holiday and all, certain "pranks" are pulled on a continual basis. Usually by me. On Mav. Which is unfair really, I only do it cos I love 'im so maybe I should *share* the love. He is also going to buy big fuck off padlocks for his suitcase, which makes things more difficult.
So, as I sit here at my desk looking forward to Aug/Sept's piss up, I occasionally think up things to do. Beating last year's "Hide a purple vibrator in Mav's luggage and hope he gets stopped by customs" prank is going to be tricky, but I think I may have beaten it on the "fuck with Mav's luggage" stakes. (Although I don't think we'll ever beat the comedy of sitting on the balcony one evening discussing Pete the Purple Prick and more importantly whether he would float. After throwing it back over my shoulder in the pool, we found out that it did. Unfortunately for the others, I didn't want to get my clothes wet and so retrieved it nekid (with my hands) )
So, the plan:
Take out all his towels.
Replace with a "My little Pony" bright pink effort and a wash cloth.
Replace swiming trucks with nut huggers.
He is SO going to pull this summer ;-)