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When I was in college there was this guy who kept hitting on a girl I was seeing at the time. She was u[pset and he was really on the verge of harrassment so being the non-violent person I am, I came up with a little rouse to teach him a lesson. We invited him up to the fraternity house one night had some pitchers going, everyone's having a great old time. So then I introduced a bottle of Seagrams into the group. Bottle went round and round the room only everyone in on my plan was just pursing their lips and pretending to drink it, while the guy was chugging to beat the band and be the BMOC he thought he was. Long story short, he woke up in a sleazy motel a couple towns over with no money and just a flowery housecoat and some old slippers to wear. (Note to self, remember this plan when fishing with Bombas in Spring-Summer 2004).
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