I consider most facets of a bachelor party to be optional. You don't need strippers or road trips or abductions. One thing I'm unwilling to compromise on is alcohol. Alcohol has to flow freely. I implemented this idea to great effect at Colin's bachelor party. Unfortunately it happened that the bachelor party was the night before the wedding, which
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One point of honour: I was not ever going to laugh, but I was crying (I thought everyone noticed the kleenex I pulled out of my cleavage and then snuck into Colin's pocket when I was done with it).
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You may or may not recall that I recently wrote a post about crunching numbers on a supercomputer cluster in my underground beachside laboratory. Certain content on here must be taken with salt. I am not as guilt-ridden as it might appear from reading the post; it just made for a better read that way.
I was concerned that one of your parents would read my card before you guys could safely hide it. Never having met any of them before, I was unsure whether they would be able to take the word 'motherfucker' with good humour. But that's about as real as this post gets. Other than the part about Colin trying to kill me with his mind. That really happened too.
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