You know how it is, you think you've got presents for everyone and then someone turns up at the last minute with a gift and have have nothing to give them back...

Wammer of the Day on Christmas day is kinda cool! Thanks to everyone who loved the photos/videos now and in the past. It's also cool that we've had five days in a row where a guy was wammer of the day - nice for guys to get a look in

So I'm going to have to find you a New Year's gift now. You naughty person...

Hmmm, there was that time I was staying out of town at a hotel. I had been having a few beers down at the bar when jamie texted me and told me to walk down to the 24-7 shop (giving me the location as I didn't know the area).

Once I got there - a ten minute walk later - he said I was to buy some ketchup and eggs and return immediately to my room. I arrived back and texted him. He told me to remove my Adidas trainers and my phone and wallet from my jeans and then cover myself in what I had just bought. I complained as I was away for another two nights and although I had a couple of tees, these were the only casual jeans and top I had. What was worse was I was moving to a new hotel the next day so the gear would have to spend the whole time in the back of my car not getting dry!

That was of course a mistake; I should know better than to question him. He said I was to do it now and get him proof in 15 minutes. Except now I could only remove my phone and I had to make sure my wallet was covered. Oh, and I had to rip my Emporio Armani boxers too! The final text was "and if the next text isn't 'Yes Sir' your phone is going to be included."

So after texting 'Yes Sir' I went in the shower and cracked the eggs over my jeans watching as the goo rolled down them leaving them glistening. My grey Adidas hoodie and Adidas trainers were next getting a good dose of ketchup (which stank). My grey tee, black boxers and LRG socks were covered to - what a complete mess! I shredded the boxers before taking out my wallet and covering it ketchup. I finished by showing in the clothes, rinsing everything off and leaving it drip dry over night. I took the contents of my wallet out, coins, notes and cards and put them on the sink, hoping my cards still worked...

I only had a few minutes to get some photos to jamie but, as is normal for my luck, the wifi connection was soooo slow. The files finally sent and I quickly checked the sent time. 23:33. Shit - one minute late. Maybe he will like the photos so much he'll let it pass...

"I love the photos. Good work." Promising...
"But a minute late..." Not good, but maybe...
"Get tomorrow's underwear and throw them out the window. Send me a video."

No, not good. I took the pair of white 2-xist briefs and scrunched them into a ball. I opened the window as much as the security latch would allow and threw them out. They carried in the strong breeze a little before falling on the road. I assume they are gone, so either I'll be wearing a pair two days or going commando.

With the video clip sent my Master was satisfied. I set the alarm for 30 minutes earlier so I could clean up properly and put the still wet casual clothes in a bag to fester in my car boot for the rest of that day.

"I guess I'll be wearing my work clothes for the rest of the trip then." I muttered before getting into bed for a few hours sleep.