Amazing work here from all.

A nude Butler? LOL
Behind all the bravado, he’s fucking skint!

    I get smuggled into wherever they’re having the hen do, pop on an apron with nothing on beneath it, serve a few glasses of champagne and then leave.

    You absolute wrong-cock.

    seanc80 A nude Butler? LOL
    Behind all the bravado, he’s fucking skint!

    Do it for gratis, it’s for my best female friends, have it done it 6 or 7 times now, have a right laugh doing it.

        My aunt’s dear friend of more than 50 years is having her 70th birthday party next week. I might cover myself in deepheat and eat a bowl of dog shite at their afternoon tea gathering whilst they pelt me with bricks. For the laugh.

        seanc80 Your best female friends?
        What a johnagod

        I have male and female friends Sean, hope you can get your head around that!

            So the ‘joke’ is basically they think they’ve ordered a buff male stripper and they instead get the Wealsden Raider in a thong? Wow.

            Millsy When/how did this tradition start?

            Started years ago, someone came up with the idea, I thought it would be a laugh to do and it stuck, I absolutely love doing it!

                Smallman1

                I am finding a lot of difficulty in getting my head around any of this. You are absolutely correct, Ed.

                    seanc80 I am finding a lot of difficulty in getting my head around any of this. You are absolutely correct, Ed.

                    Lol, fair enough!

                      How do you get smuggled in? Is it like Oceans Eleven?

                        I admire you facing into this Ed. But you must admit its all very strange for a man in his 40s.

                        I don’t want to say it, but this is beyond Loopy behaviour, no?

                          seanc80 How do you get smuggled in? Is it like Oceans Eleven?

                          Smuggled in a little OTT, the hen will be in another room, I sneak it, pop on my pinnie and start serving shampoo.

                          Do it for an hour and then naff off.

                          Simples.

                            In the interest of perspective, think its only fair to point out at this juncture that the story has now actually eclipsed the picture. The image is now only a mere element.
                            Imagine that.