Bootlegger inundated with booze at Wetherspoons after tweeting table number

The Wetherspoon’s App is a great innovation. If you’re in a large group and don’t fancy carrying a huge round of drinks back to your table, or if you’re drinking alone and don’t want to risk losing your seat while you’re at the bar, it’s a guaranteed stress-buster.

Similarly, for elderly or disabled punters who can’t get around too easily, the App’s a real boon.

But social media users have found a cheeky new use for the App. Anyone can place and pay for an order, as long as they know the name of the pub and the table number. So – if you dare – you can publish your table details online and get all sort of crazy orders sent to you by well-meaning (or evil) strangers.

The game is, you have to eat or drink whatever it is.

The Wetherspoons App Game even has its own page on Facebook .

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It’s a little bit of fun as long as you’ve got a few followers on Twitter. But Wrexham fan Bootlegger is a social media giant, with some 231,000 followers on Twitter and nearly 20,000 subscribers on YouTube.

So, when he let his table number slip on Twitter after he’d popped in for a pint of pilsner at his favourite Wrexham watering-hole, things got a bit out of hand.

Bootlegger – known to his mum as Karl Phillips and his fans as The Captain, told his followers yesterday that he was sitting down for a mid-morning pint of Doom Bar in The Gold Cape in Mold.

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One fan asked him his table number, and he’d no sooner replied “54” than the orders came flooding in.

Bootlegger could barely keep up with the influx of alcohol. He tweeted “Well fcuk dis sh*t Jesus wept who keeps sending me drinks they piling up like fcuk lads”

As the torrent of booze continued, his spelling was clearly being affected by the non-stop drinking a she added: “Well come on lads pack it in I’m leaving in a minute weatherspoins [ sic ] have taken over 700 quid worth of orders”

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He had a word with the staff, and came to an agreement with them that some of the £700 could go to charity rather than piling up in the form of un-drunk pints on Table 54: "Top wind up lads …looks like it’s going to make a few bob for charity (providing head office clear it!)"

The mid-morning pint turned into a major session. Bootlegger eventually made it home, only to wake up nearly-eyed at 1:30 am.

The severely weakened social media sensation tweeted one last time: "Bunch of f***ers I've just woke up f*** me I was in hell of a mess cheers."

Daily Star Online tried to contact Bootlegger today to get an update on the status of his attempt to give his boozy windfall to charity but he appeared to be having a lie-in.

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