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Brian Betts's Last Stand...
Apr. 25th, 2003 02:39 amOkay. Five minutes ago I wasn't really feeling much more than mildly buzzed, but the Goldschlager shot (on Top of the many drinks, and the Three Wise Men shot) finally started to kick in...I am sooooooooooooo buzzin/drunkety drunk, sorta...
Ah, good times...good times...
So, the challenge was to get Brian a good time bachelor party up and running in less than a week, with no strippers, and a PG to PG-13 feel in it, but still be able to hold the attention and happiness of the raunchiest of kids. I took up the guantlet, and, it would seem, reached success.
Eureka!
I managed to get the 15 t-shirts done in less than 24 hours. I think that I have recouped at least part of the money that I spent on them. They turned out nice, and are bright golden yellow so that we not only blended in with the myriad of Laker fans, but we could spot each other at 200 paces. Most excellent.
The Bellydancer that we hired turned out to be REALLY cool, and well, was PG-13. I mean, she was HOT and purdy, and really freaking excellent at the dancing. It was at once erotic and Conservative Christian friendly. And we got pictures (which I will post eventually). And the near impossibility to get the dollars into her little belt thingy was both titilating and challenging. Like wrestling with a woman who don't want to be pinned. Or something...
*ahem*
We took the boy with ball and chain in tow to The Block in Orange, and ended up sticking solely at Dave & Busters. Fun seemed to be had by all. Even the Pastor who is going to marry Bri and Janelle was there (he's Janelle's cousin) and was very down with the festivities. He thought that the Tampon Usage Instruction Challenge on the scavenger hunt (Yes, I wrote a scavenger hunt) should have been worth more points. I told him it was easy and weighted to be so, and then proceeded to prove it. Hee Hee Hee.
It was excellent to sit around with many of my friends who I haven't seen in ages and just talk. We all freaked out thinking that Brian--our little Brian--is getting married this saturday. Especially me and Bri's older brother, Michael, who was in my class in High School, and one of my good friends...and the reason that I know Brian.
We gave Bri tips on what to do and not to do for sex on the first night out. We also decided to talk rather crass and loud while we drank. We got women to cheer--'specially when Brian downed the Blow Job shot.
All in all a good night. I think that I can face the day tomorrow...assuming that I can wake up...
Right....passing out on Brian's floor now, and refraining from drunk dialing Lady Sundress...
Hee...hee...hee...hee...we got to see hot bellie and boobies tonight!...heeeee!
Ah, good times...good times...
So, the challenge was to get Brian a good time bachelor party up and running in less than a week, with no strippers, and a PG to PG-13 feel in it, but still be able to hold the attention and happiness of the raunchiest of kids. I took up the guantlet, and, it would seem, reached success.
Eureka!
I managed to get the 15 t-shirts done in less than 24 hours. I think that I have recouped at least part of the money that I spent on them. They turned out nice, and are bright golden yellow so that we not only blended in with the myriad of Laker fans, but we could spot each other at 200 paces. Most excellent.
The Bellydancer that we hired turned out to be REALLY cool, and well, was PG-13. I mean, she was HOT and purdy, and really freaking excellent at the dancing. It was at once erotic and Conservative Christian friendly. And we got pictures (which I will post eventually). And the near impossibility to get the dollars into her little belt thingy was both titilating and challenging. Like wrestling with a woman who don't want to be pinned. Or something...
*ahem*
We took the boy with ball and chain in tow to The Block in Orange, and ended up sticking solely at Dave & Busters. Fun seemed to be had by all. Even the Pastor who is going to marry Bri and Janelle was there (he's Janelle's cousin) and was very down with the festivities. He thought that the Tampon Usage Instruction Challenge on the scavenger hunt (Yes, I wrote a scavenger hunt) should have been worth more points. I told him it was easy and weighted to be so, and then proceeded to prove it. Hee Hee Hee.
It was excellent to sit around with many of my friends who I haven't seen in ages and just talk. We all freaked out thinking that Brian--our little Brian--is getting married this saturday. Especially me and Bri's older brother, Michael, who was in my class in High School, and one of my good friends...and the reason that I know Brian.
We gave Bri tips on what to do and not to do for sex on the first night out. We also decided to talk rather crass and loud while we drank. We got women to cheer--'specially when Brian downed the Blow Job shot.
All in all a good night. I think that I can face the day tomorrow...assuming that I can wake up...
Right....passing out on Brian's floor now, and refraining from drunk dialing Lady Sundress...
Hee...hee...hee...hee...we got to see hot bellie and boobies tonight!...heeeee!
