We are really on track on the planning side of things, but one thing we can't control or organise is her hen's night and my stag party.
Apparently historians can trace stag do's back to the ancient spartans. Knowing what I do about the
spartan culture I imagine the groom's friends got him drunk enough so he could cope with the idea of being with a woman. Things have certainly changed since then.
|All dressed up for a big night on the town.|
I have been to several stag do's over the years and organised a fair few as well. And while I have had several threats of revenge I am confident that everyone that mattered had fun. When I orgasnise a stag do I have three major rules:
- No infidelity
- No physical harm
- No cosmetic damage that will ruin eventual wedding pictures
When I mean no infidelity, I don't mean that the guys are locked up in a farm in South Waikato playing sausagefest monopoly. Oh no there will be strippers, preferably good dancers with a good sense of humour. Even drunken lunatics on a stag do who would fling money at the animated cast from Fantasisa, get bored watching some lazy skinny P addict stroll up and down a stage to Guns n Roses' Paradise City. I don't really understand why some partners freak out about the traditional strip club visit. What in gods names do you think is going to happen? That some tart with the stage name of 'Roxy' is going to whisk your fiance away from you? Seriously not going to happen, and if it would then is this the sort of guy that you should marry?
No physical harm means no hospitalisation. But if we are going to be honest he will probably get a slap or two.
A good stag do is just a good night out. For me it starts with a maybe a bbq or a decent meal, and then various activites until the drinking gets serious and the guys get the stag to perform ludicrous and embarrising acts in a crazy costume.
|Good clean fun|
Anyway I have absolutely no idea what my brother is planning for mine, but as Queen Elizabeth once said "There will be blood"