In doing my research and trying to find things to do in Las Vegas, I have learned that the following things are required for a bachelor party. With any luck, we will be able to cross them all off the list.
- B must wake up in a pool of his own bodily fluid. It turns out that the type of fluid is not very important.
- Some place that features a neon sign that mentions "GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS!" must be frequented.
- Hair gel must be applied in copious amounts.
- Body spray should be substituted for showering.
- Awkwardly sentimental moments must be shared.
- The phrase "your life will never be the same" must be spoken often.
- Grotesque references to private parts should be uttered. (I'm leaving that to Paul)
- B must be humiliated in a public situation.
- Physical violence must occur.
- A moment will be shared where the party-goers will revel while purveying a vista.
- Convertibles should be driven and the phrase "VEGAS BABY!" should be yelled out of said convertible.
- The group must walk shoulder to shoulder in a line in slow motion in front of the Bellagio fountain while a swinging Frank Sinatra song is played.
- B should wake up one late morning in a strange hotel room wondering why his back is so sore only to find out the name "Olga" has been tattooed on his back in very large letters.
In all seriousness, stay tuned to the Twitter feed, I will live-tweet the weekend and let you honestly know what is going on. It might be this...
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