Socks
Has anyone else done this one?

Several years ago i was in Jersey for a mates wedding. Post wedding a group of us head into St Helier for more boozing.
Queue up at the club, eventually get to the doorman;
"Got trainers on, cant come in"
Fucksocks.

So we all pile round the corner and hatch a plan. Im wearing black socks. Sorted! just put the socks over the white trainers. I was told this works, but didnt believe i could get away with it, well, because my socks had purple toes... it looked stupid, and obvious.

So again, queue, wait, get to the front, same doorman. Looks at me "in you go"
SWEET! it worked!
I then proceed to have a great laugh and try and pull one of the bridesmaids *cough* and fail *cough* ah well. Cheers!
(Fishbone-didi, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 0:58, 5 replies)

This is fucking ridiculous
and I'm definitely going to try it myself
( chart cat has an itch, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 3:49, closed)

friend of mine got refused entry to a shitty club
because his otherwise smart black shoes had some white bits on them.

he went and procured a roll of black electrical tape (fuck knows where from) and taped them.

bob's your uncle
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 8:50, closed)

I remember someone doing that once in a club I was going to...
But the real issue is, why were you wearing trainers to a wedding?!
(The Kwyjibo A big, dumb, balding North American ape., Thu 16 Apr 2009, 11:39, closed)

yes
did it at a club in birmingham. it worked a treat.
( Terry Oblong There's nobody here but us chickens on, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 11:55, closed)

The clothes change routine
More than just socks,
Many years ago whilst getting absolutely shitfaced in a Manchester Beerkeller,me and a friend at the time decided that it was time to go outside and get some fresh air in an attempt to sober up somewhat. The bouncers duly opened the doors to let us out, and after a quick walk round the building, it was time to go back in to continue the consumption of the falling down water. Approaching the door, guarded by said bouncers, they inform us that they think we are too pissed to come into their club !! FFS ! we've only just come out two minutes ago. No amount of verbal jousting with these two cerebral heavyweights was going to gain us re-entry. So a cunning plan was hatched. Removing ourselves to just out of view, we proceeded to remove most of our outer garments,then mixed and matched our original shirts, trousers, jumpers etc. I even wore my mates tinted glasses. Attempt number two to gain entry to beerkeller, No problem. I don't know who must have been the most pissed, us or the bouncers !
(Betty Boothroyd's Love custard Tourettes at the KOB, Thu 16 Apr 2009, 16:47, closed)