IrishGolfer said:
Play well my Canadian friend. (subtle sucking up...slurp..,2 ball...slurp!)
Take the camera.
Speaking of taking the camera to a Batchelor Weekend...
One of my friends got married about two years out of college. He lives in Mobile, Alabama - which is on the Gulf of Mexico.
His wedding was on Saturday. We went down on Tuesday and started the party on Tuesday night. The first night was Strip Joint Night. We stayed there until about 4 am and got to know some of the girls. We invited two of them to come out to the beachhouse on Thursday night for a "private party". This was the Batchelor Party.
Back then, (1979) the beach was not built up with condo's like it is today. It was very private and you had single family homes (built on stilts or poles) with their own waterfront. There were no tourists and the only people there were homeowners who had a second home on the water.
We went out there at about 7:00 and got a gas cooker and cooked about 50 pounds of shrimp and had a keg. We were tanked by 9:00 when the girls arrived.
It got wild. I won't go into all the details but...
I Got Pictures.
I have a picture of the groom to be - on his back on the floor in the den. One of the girls is sitting on his face and the other is on top of his Johnson.
I had one particularly funny picture where I asked the one who was sitting on his face to move back just a couple of inches. Got a shot of her bush right below his chin. He had a huge grin on his face...
Then the wedding on Saturday night. We went to the store and got 200 condoms. All of the groomsmen had condoms in their right pockets. We would put a condom in our right hand and whenever we shook hands with someone - we would place the condom in their hand.
His grandmother asked, "What's this"? We were laughing our faces off the entire time.
So, then we have the wedding and we are able to find his car while they were changing into their casual clothes after the reception. They were going to drive about 200 miles in the car after the reception.
We went to the Bait Shop and bought 200 crickets - which we released in the car. After they changed clothes and were getting into the car to drive away dozens of crickets started hopping out. They were sitting on crickets...crunch..crunch.
We attached a condom to the tailpipe. When he started the car - the condom very very slowly expanded as the exhaust fumes slowly filled it. It stuck out about 2 feet before it exploded. The grandmother had gotten wise at that point and even started laughing as it blew up. All the while the bridesmaids are throwing more rice.
It was a delightful scene...rice in the air...exploding condom on the tailpipe and crickets hopping out of the car.
We also put some Limberger cheese in air filter of the car. Over the first hour of their trip in the car as the cheese heated up - the smell entered the passenger compartment of the vehicle.
Needless to say, they were not a happy couple at that point.
BTW - I kept the picture of his "throatbeard" in my desk drawer for 15 years and gave it to him at a party a few years back..but we had already made multiple copies. There may be a few still floating around out there somewhere.
I really look foward to having so many of you here in November.
Maybe I'll pull out the old bag O tricks...
