No we are not light weights….The Bucks did not end after the cruise. It was onto my new favorite destination the 18 Footers for a few ice cold froth wagons and a couple of shots. Oh and to say hi to my favorite waitress. Sure she begged me to stay and wait for her to finish her shift but I had bigger fish to fry!
From the 18s it was a short stagger to the mighty Sheaf for some of the lord’s finest brew. The more Carlton I drank the better looking I became. Although the boys were keen to stay and keep drinking the attention from the ladies was becoming unbearable for me so it was time to leave and head up the Hutcho’s.
Back to Ed’s place just in time for earth hour. I did my very best to get every light on in his apartment. Why on earth would you want to stop global warming? Warmer weather means shorter skirts and more beer, let’s heat it up baby!
Any way after consuming plenty it was time to get back to Brads. The Hens arrived around the same time so it was next door for my private show! Sorry Jim and Fran but your spa will never be the same. Sure she did not get in the sack with the stack but she was in the spa with my bar!
It was back to the soft cocks at 13 who were all mingling with the ladies. To be honest this made me sick it was a buck’s party not a house warming! Any way I consumed some more grog and had one particular lady take my fancy……Sure she was so inebriated she could not give me her name but I knew she had her eyes on me.
As always I was the perfect gentlemen and just snuggled with her and to be honest she was up for more but I am not one to rush things…..Port Douglas is not far away young lady…….
So all in all it was a good Buck’s, the boys followed when I led from the front. I am thinking of making it an annual event as long as the boys harden up we can have a blast. I am not one for baseball analogies but it was the bottom of the ninth and boy did we come home with a wet sail. Great game lads…….Stack is proud and for that you should be proud.
From the 18s it was a short stagger to the mighty Sheaf for some of the lord’s finest brew. The more Carlton I drank the better looking I became. Although the boys were keen to stay and keep drinking the attention from the ladies was becoming unbearable for me so it was time to leave and head up the Hutcho’s.
Back to Ed’s place just in time for earth hour. I did my very best to get every light on in his apartment. Why on earth would you want to stop global warming? Warmer weather means shorter skirts and more beer, let’s heat it up baby!
Any way after consuming plenty it was time to get back to Brads. The Hens arrived around the same time so it was next door for my private show! Sorry Jim and Fran but your spa will never be the same. Sure she did not get in the sack with the stack but she was in the spa with my bar!
It was back to the soft cocks at 13 who were all mingling with the ladies. To be honest this made me sick it was a buck’s party not a house warming! Any way I consumed some more grog and had one particular lady take my fancy……Sure she was so inebriated she could not give me her name but I knew she had her eyes on me.
As always I was the perfect gentlemen and just snuggled with her and to be honest she was up for more but I am not one to rush things…..Port Douglas is not far away young lady…….
So all in all it was a good Buck’s, the boys followed when I led from the front. I am thinking of making it an annual event as long as the boys harden up we can have a blast. I am not one for baseball analogies but it was the bottom of the ninth and boy did we come home with a wet sail. Great game lads…….Stack is proud and for that you should be proud.
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