Sorry there's no video, but this is a prank we played on a friend...
I was going for a girls' night out with three friends - Debbie, Emma and Lucy. We met up at Debbie's flat and started drinking before we went out. As usual, everyone was betting who could drink the most. We sort of decided on our route, Debbie still boasting that she'd beat the rest of us.
We trawled the bars starting with just a couple in 'Dry' then a few more pubs along the route to Gaytown. We stopped at 'The Old Monkey' for a couple of drinks then tried to decide to go up the road to 'The Joshua Brookes' or do the Gaytown pubs. Gaytown won out and we started on the cocktails in various pubs.
Debbie was probably winning by this time and was completely blasted. She went off to the ladies and Emma said she wouldn't be surprised if Debs fell asleep on the toilet. After five minutes, Lucy and I went to the ladies to retrieve Debs, who was asleep. Lucy had to climb over the cubicle wall to get her out. With Emma's help, we carried Debs out of the pub and ordered a cab. It was still quite early so we phoned the local pizza place and bought another couple of bottles of wine. The cab driver was a bit dubious about taking Debs in his car cos he thought she might puke so we said we'd pay extra if she did.
We got back to Debs' flat and fished her keys out of her bag. We undressed her and stuck her snugly in bed - she was still out for the count...
The pizzas arrived and we opened the wine, chatting about loads of stuff and getting sillier and sillier. It was then that Emma suggested the prank...
We got all the wine bottles out of the recycle bin and placed them around the living room and kitchen. Then we changed the date and time on the video, the microwave, the TV, Debs' alarm clock - everything - including her mobile phone.
I sent her a text message saying 'Where are you? You weren't answering yesterday. Penny (our boss) is going mad - you're 30 mins late'. We'd set Debs' alarm clock for 8.30am
We left and went round to Lucy's to sleep over.
The next day, around 10.30 I got a REALLY cross phone call from Debs. She'd woken up in a panic, thinking it was Monday and that she'd slept the whole of Sunday.
She'd dressed, jumped on the train to Stockport, arrived at the office and then realised that it was Sunday morning after all.
We laughed so much that a little bit of wee (nearly) came out.
She still hasn't forgiven us and doesn't boast about how much she can drink any more