bachelor party (pg version)

pudgy

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ok, i get to the room my boy rented in atlanta about an hour late.im always late, its just a charachter flaw or something.
here is what i see.
the groom to be -on the down slope of a 1/5 of jack daniels
best man-looking curiously sober, and smelling of weed
the grooms brother dan-pacing back and forth around the table (i found out later he had 2 lines in him)
another friend paul and his girl-wtf ?
and the brides lil brother-smilling after his fouth shot of cuervo


first i send paul and his girl to the store to get more booze . he forgot i was dd, so he went . as soon as he left , we left. we gave him a few minutes then called his cell, told him to drop his girl off, take his balls out of her purse and meet us at the club (he did not)

the only club we had a chance of getting in with junior was the cheetah, we all know one of the door guys from the gym, so we hoped like hell he was working.

as luck would have it, he was so we snuck junior in and gave him a wad of 1's and took turns buying him shots, 1st hurdle solved.

the best man informs the dj and the bartender that my boy is getting married and they arrange a little show for him.
 
AND??? Details mister, pictures would be nice :D Sounds like a decent time.
 
This better be a multi-part post! Sounds like you got off to a good start!
 
the head stripper (lol) or whatever she is got on stage and announced that thier was a dying man in our midst, a fool who was getting married the next day. they got him on stage and sit him in a chair (3 of them). the boss stripper went behind the bar and got a blindfold and a can of whip cream. the other two girls removed his t-shirt (without thier hands ) and placed him in the seat. the boss stripper tied his hands with his shirt and blinfolded him...
 
ok, so now he is blind folded, hands tied, smilling like a chesire cat. the boss stripper sprays him in certain strategic places with the whipcream and they all take turns removing it, then about midway through the boss asks him what his fiance's name is and points the mike at him, it took him like 3 minutes to think of it....lol

in the mean time ,dan (the nervous coked up brother)notices a waitress he knows from somewhere and begins to hit on her with a vengance.
 
dan does prett well with this waitress and she invites him to the vip area. he ditches us and goes over thier (after many trips to the bathroom to powder his nose). nothing much interesting happened after that until we got ready to leave.
 
we were walking to the car when dan realized he didnt have his wallet, he immeadiatly suspected his new friend of lifting it from his jacket pocket, so he went back in to confront her. she was in the dressing room and she wouldnt come out, the bouncer kicked dan out because he thought he was a drunk pervert who got the wrong idea. dan was standing in the parking lot fuming, cussing , when he suddenly realized he knew what she drove.
 
LOL, good night. Lil bro must have had quite the headache the next a.m.
 
ok , so for some dumbass reason the bouncer goes back in, dan spys this vw and says its hers. we say cool wait for her to come out and get your shit back. instead of that he goes over to the car and starts kicking the shit out of it. its parked right under a light pole, i just knew we were going to jail. he kicked a mirror off , dent the crap out of the two passenger doors and cracked the door glass on one of them. finally we drug his ass off and got the hell out of the parking lot. about an hour later...
 
he finally talked us into driving back by, they were closing and he wanted his wallet (and his dope) . he told us he had a couple of hundred in thier but mainly he was worried about his company credit card,and ss card etc. we drove back by and parked next door, now i really felt like id be getting fingerprinted soon. junior starts complainig about going to be sick and sure enough he lost it a few times in the parking lot. he was way way bad off, blood was coming out. so i walked back to the club to get him some water a few asprin and some towels. our boy was still at the door, and he apaolgized for the other guy throwing us out and made small talk while he sent someone for asprin and towels. i told him no sweat its dan's fault and thanks for the towels. as i turned to leave he said, oh wait, your boy left his wallet on the back of the commode give it to him. my heart dropped to my knees, now i knew we had better get the fuck out of thier fast.
about that time the bouncers started to walk the girls to thier cars, and i was trying to get the hell out of sight with the quickness...
 
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