Stag night disaster!
ok, getting the hang of this stag night thing now. Went to my second one last saturday for me old mate Victor.
why a disaster? well for Vic he had an excellent time I think, we went paintballing, dinner, drinks, strip club and generally harrassed the streets of London with our triad-like gang surrounding the stag.
disaster was really for me... firstly it was alleged that I spilled the beans on the whole day. actually it was more like that whole damn can! I guess i did talk to Vic about the paintballing.... and then I might have mentioned that we would end up in Secrets.... and to the outsider I suppose that fact that my girlfriend and her mates turning up at dinner could be seen as a little coincidental...
in my defence i swear Vic knew already about the paintballing. I'm sure that somewhere in our 10 million e-mails per day, Vic accidently caught hold of the plan (and it wasn't me that let on this time!). ok, Secrets was perhaps my fault, but I had had a few drinks by then and I was generally far too excited about going to the strip club to keep it to myself.
100% honestly though I didn't know about Ellen turning up at Browns. I knew she would be in Islington, but I didn't know that we would be, and in any case i think they livened things up verrry nicely indeed! ;) Nice bit of business done in my opinion. The girls were happy and the boys were very happy.... eh Vic? ;)
All in all a great night... except for one thing... the guys didn't believe my excuses above and waxed my legs.... twice!! Man, I fought like a caged animal, but having to hold off 15 guys proved just a little too much and I am now the proud owner of four rectangular bald patches on my otherwise hairy legs.
Top stuff, aching like hell today though. Aching muscles and bruises all over, really glad to have this bank holiday to chill out. The guys are getting more experienced now though and each stag do is getting wilder.... I may be worried about the next one, but I also think it might be better to get one out the way sooner rather than later.....!!!
why a disaster? well for Vic he had an excellent time I think, we went paintballing, dinner, drinks, strip club and generally harrassed the streets of London with our triad-like gang surrounding the stag.
disaster was really for me... firstly it was alleged that I spilled the beans on the whole day. actually it was more like that whole damn can! I guess i did talk to Vic about the paintballing.... and then I might have mentioned that we would end up in Secrets.... and to the outsider I suppose that fact that my girlfriend and her mates turning up at dinner could be seen as a little coincidental...
in my defence i swear Vic knew already about the paintballing. I'm sure that somewhere in our 10 million e-mails per day, Vic accidently caught hold of the plan (and it wasn't me that let on this time!). ok, Secrets was perhaps my fault, but I had had a few drinks by then and I was generally far too excited about going to the strip club to keep it to myself.
100% honestly though I didn't know about Ellen turning up at Browns. I knew she would be in Islington, but I didn't know that we would be, and in any case i think they livened things up verrry nicely indeed! ;) Nice bit of business done in my opinion. The girls were happy and the boys were very happy.... eh Vic? ;)
All in all a great night... except for one thing... the guys didn't believe my excuses above and waxed my legs.... twice!! Man, I fought like a caged animal, but having to hold off 15 guys proved just a little too much and I am now the proud owner of four rectangular bald patches on my otherwise hairy legs.
Top stuff, aching like hell today though. Aching muscles and bruises all over, really glad to have this bank holiday to chill out. The guys are getting more experienced now though and each stag do is getting wilder.... I may be worried about the next one, but I also think it might be better to get one out the way sooner rather than later.....!!!