Stags and Hens
Mictoboy asks: Everybody knows that stag and hen parties are a veritable gateway to Hell, and quite the worst thing to happen to anybody full stop. So, tell us what happened.
( , Thu 30 Jan 2014, 16:00)
Mictoboy asks: Everybody knows that stag and hen parties are a veritable gateway to Hell, and quite the worst thing to happen to anybody full stop. So, tell us what happened.
( , Thu 30 Jan 2014, 16:00)
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Dear Diary, today I got married and brought the noise
My best man and I got away with a stag do on my wedding night - clashing, as it did, with a Public Enemy gig here in NZ.
This being a measure of the paucity of acts visiting post-earthquake Christchurch, not really a declaration of indifference to the sanctity of marriage.
They were OK, went on for far too long though, as usual - cod-Marxist lecturing pales a bit after about an hour and half, regardless of how funky the beats are.
Lack of relevance?; We got home to find either the wife or her best friend had taken a shit, missed the pan and gone to bed. Fortunately, by that time I was inured, having become well versed in the far worse horrors of the projects.
( , Mon 3 Feb 2014, 22:21, 4 replies)
My best man and I got away with a stag do on my wedding night - clashing, as it did, with a Public Enemy gig here in NZ.
This being a measure of the paucity of acts visiting post-earthquake Christchurch, not really a declaration of indifference to the sanctity of marriage.
They were OK, went on for far too long though, as usual - cod-Marxist lecturing pales a bit after about an hour and half, regardless of how funky the beats are.
Lack of relevance?; We got home to find either the wife or her best friend had taken a shit, missed the pan and gone to bed. Fortunately, by that time I was inured, having become well versed in the far worse horrors of the projects.
( , Mon 3 Feb 2014, 22:21, 4 replies)
Dear Diary, today I got married and brought the noise
My best man and I got away with a stag do on my wedding night - clashing, as it did, with a Public Enemy gig here in NZ.
This being a measure of the paucity of acts visiting post-earthquake Christchurch, not really a declaration of indifference to the sanctity of marriage.
They were OK, went on for far too long though, as usual - cod-Marxist lecturing pales a bit after about an hour and half, regardless of how funky the beats are.
Lack of relevance?; We got home to find either the wife or her best friend had taken a shit, missed the pan and gone to bed. Fortunately, by that time I was inured, having become well versed in the far worse horrors of the projects.
( , Tue 4 Feb 2014, 14:33, closed)
My best man and I got away with a stag do on my wedding night - clashing, as it did, with a Public Enemy gig here in NZ.
This being a measure of the paucity of acts visiting post-earthquake Christchurch, not really a declaration of indifference to the sanctity of marriage.
They were OK, went on for far too long though, as usual - cod-Marxist lecturing pales a bit after about an hour and half, regardless of how funky the beats are.
Lack of relevance?; We got home to find either the wife or her best friend had taken a shit, missed the pan and gone to bed. Fortunately, by that time I was inured, having become well versed in the far worse horrors of the projects.
( , Tue 4 Feb 2014, 14:33, closed)
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