Tag Archives: Stag Party The Stag party – your big last night of freedom. As well all know they can get pretty raucous and even last several days, but even on a crazy lads night out there are still a few questions of etiquette surrounding them, and one of the big ones is should you invite the father of […]  Last week I mused about my concerns for my upcoming stag party… as it turns out I really needn’t have feared! Yes despite my having spent the previous night with my head resting softly against a porcelain pillow and regardless of regaining the ability to stand mere hours before the rest of the herd arrived, […]  Today is the 1st of October… we have officially entered the month in which Dom and I will be married! The trouble is, with little time remaining until the wedding it appears that we still haven’t broken the curse that plagues all attempts for Dom and I make at doing normal, “coupley” things! In the […]  …It’s stag time! (Well, nearly anyway.) Yep, this coming weekend the boys are back in town… well not so much back as just “in town”… well I assume it’s town anyway, for all I know it might be on a big rock in South Dakota dressed as Stags and running from a slightly miffed Mountain […]  God I feel awful. I woke up last night and found myself chained to a lamp-post naked from the waist down. It turns out that whilst Donald Duck pulls off this look well it’s less popular with passing grannies and, sadly, police officers. Worse still I boasted a monster hangover and the prison offered little […] |
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