It was a combined effort...
At the ripe old age of 17 my best mate and I decided it was time I finally lost my cherry so we started checking out likely suspects in the neighbourhood.
Eventually, we discovered the girl who worked the late shift in the local service station was not completely repulsed by the idea, but had a (older, possessive) boyfriend and didn't think it was a good idea to run around behind his back.
"Bollocks!" cries the mate, "I'll take care of that!"
So a few weeks later we're at a party, the girl is giving me the eye and my mate takes the plunge. He walks up to her boyfriend and asks him to tell him all about the one subject everyone has ever avoided discussing with him.
Delighted, the boyfriend accepts, drags my mate off to a quiet corner and proceeds to bore/scare the hell out of him.
In the meantime I nip off to the bathroom with his girl and ... about a minute later, emerge a MAN!
Oh yeah, I hear you say, so bloody what? That's not very daring is it?
Here's the question my mate asked to get the boyfriend out of the way:
"So after you were booted out of the SAS you had a pretty bad trot for a while and I know you ended up in jail for multiple assaults, what was it like?"

My mate, by the way, appears to have enjoyed his brush with death and now makes a very nice living working with high explosives at a uranium mine in remote Australia.
I suppose once you've distracted a psycho so a friend can shag his missus, anything else is a doddle.
( difficultchild, Sat 14 Apr 2007, 1:01, Reply)