Stag Party

Over the weekend a bunch of friends and i were having a stag party for one of our buddies who's gonna be married soon. The whole idea was to get him dead and no longer vertical by the end of the day...well that didn't really happen and instead i was the one that wasn't vertical when we left the club. We got there pretty early actually so we had kinda like a head start in the drinking department. But it didn't take very long for the crowd to start filling in the empty tables and pretty soon the place was jammed packed. I knew some of my friends would be there to celebrate another friends birthday so immediately i knew that there were going to be two different groups of friends there. Of course later i found out that it was kinda split up so instead of two groups it now became three groups.

Oh well, the more the merrier i guess....so there i was trying very hard to get the-soon-to-be bridegroom drunk and at the same time entertaining some old friends that i haven't seen in a very long time when i decided that i should make my rounds. Now for those of you who don't know what them 'rounds' mean let me enlighten you. Basically it means going around to see them other groups of friend to say hi and have a drink or two...a courtesy thing so to speak. So off i went to say happy birthday to the birthday girl and i was shocked to see another old friend that i haven't seen in a very very very long time there. So chatted for a bit, drank for a bit...down 2 glasses with the birthday girl, took a picture or two. Suddenly one of my buddies went like 'Hey isn't that so and so's brother?". And i was like 'Where!!!???'

Went there started talkin to that guy met another group of friends that i used to hang out with about like 10 years ago so went and catch up and stuff and drink some more, well you get the picture. By the time i went back to my table i was a little more then tipsy but still managing just fine...So i thought to myself, i think i'd better hit the floor and try to sweat it out or something. But you know la i'm not exactly that young anymore so after a while i kinda got tired 'Oh my old bones'. After resting for a few minutes i decided to head back to my seat....went there grab my glass had it filled and did my second (and final) round. Almost at the end of my round i found out that another group of friends were there, so in total i now have 5 groups of friends...and i thought oh shit i'm fucked.

So when i finally hit that last table i knew i can't handle anymore that what i've already taken, so i was just chatting and stuff when one of my old buddies came from behind and drag me to another table where a whole tray of tequila shots was waiting...well i don't think i need to elaborate more but just to cut the story short, i wasn't walking very straight after that. Hell i wasn't even aware of what i was doing let alone anything else for that matter. With that said the prime objective of the day resulted in FAILURE. Of course i got a lotta shit too because it was as though i was the bridegroom to be instead of my buddy, lol!!! But oh well, one thing i know...i sure did have alotta fun. I'll try and see if i can put some pics up....but just so you guys can laugh at me heres me being dead.

I don't feel so good...need sleep!!! Zzzzz!!!!!