Terrible word, blag. Anyway, what is the best thing you've ever blagged?
I, along with a friend, blagged our way into a £75-per-ticket Cambridge May Ball by tying fern leaves around our wrists and convincing the security guards on the perimeter fence that we'd just nipped out for a piss.
The same friend secured a speaking part in the Bollywood movie we were both extras in by telling the head of casting that he worked for Hindi TV in Toronto and could possibly get her a job and a visa.
Also blagged our way into the Taj Mahal for free by pretending we'd just come out and left our camera bags inside.