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Post by BSJ on Nov 23, 2014 21:41:58 GMT
I remember reading of your recent weekend. Uno! You know how we are always cooking up dangerous things to do? (Well, we are now!) H W Xmas pub crawl might be something we can crash dressed in one of our guise's? We'll catch H W and his buddies at that state in the evening where anything in life is possible!
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Gold, pure gold!
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Post by Horacewimp on Nov 23, 2014 21:49:26 GMT
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Post by BSJ on Nov 23, 2014 22:00:48 GMT
What a wonderful thing to have! How many men have dropped out, for whatever reason, or new joined? Who plans the trips, where to go, etc.? T-Shirts every year?
Are you the gray haired?
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Post by Horacewimp on Nov 23, 2014 22:12:57 GMT
We now have a dedicated team of six, the photos above are old ones of stag nights or weekends when more people came along. The planning is a bit of a PITA I tend to find the cheap flights and accommodation but much debate and many emails are exchanged. We all get on really well and so no outsiders are now allowed to come along as they may rock the balance of the group, we never argue, well not much!!
We did have T shirts every year but that has now stopped, I tend to take a few silly joke items along each year, like a boob lilo this year just for a laugh.
I'm the grey haired handsome chap in the front middle of the first photo.
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Post by unomusette on Nov 23, 2014 22:29:12 GMT
I remember reading of your recent weekend. Uno! You know how we are always cooking up dangerous things to do? (Well, we are now!) H W Xmas pub crawl might be something we can crash dressed in one of our guise's? We'll catch H W and his buddies at that state in the evening where anything in life is possible!
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Gold, pure gold! Heee! We must do this, but of course never let on when it will be - the surprise element will be paramount *nods*
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Post by BSJ on Nov 23, 2014 22:33:01 GMT
It takes effort holding friends as years go on. Once my girlfriends started having kids - that was it. See ya in 18 years! I was the odd man out not wanting them. Now our worlds are too far apart. Blame this thread on the PowWower. He has not written of his adventures. Trouble maker!
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Post by BSJ on Nov 23, 2014 22:34:16 GMT
I remember reading of your recent weekend. Uno! You know how we are always cooking up dangerous things to do? (Well, we are now!) H W Xmas pub crawl might be something we can crash dressed in one of our guise's? We'll catch H W and his buddies at that state in the evening where anything in life is possible!
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Gold, pure gold! Heee! We must do this, but of course never let on when it will be - the surprise element will be paramount *nods* Surprise is the key - so keep that *@&@$ TOOTER HOME!!!!!!!
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Post by unomusette on Nov 23, 2014 22:42:24 GMT
I can't, I'm addicted I'll stuff it inside my woolly coat to muffle it.
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Post by BSJ on Nov 23, 2014 22:45:51 GMT
It's okay, Toots(Ha!)
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Post by PowWow on Nov 23, 2014 22:45:51 GMT
This song has a very deep meaning...
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Post by Helmut83 on Nov 24, 2014 6:33:21 GMT
Blame this thread on the PowWower. He has not written of his adventures. Trouble maker! I get the feeling that PowWow's posts never exceed one line, and are preferably a few words long. If because of their content they should exceed it, he prefers not to post them. And which drinking adventure could be fully narrated in one line or less? I hereby dare PowWow to tell us about his adventures in more than one line, as it should be! crossbones
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Post by Helmut83 on Nov 24, 2014 6:39:39 GMT
And Horace, if I ever go to England the first thing I will do is arrange with you to go together on a drinking tour, no matter if by that time you are 78 y/o. You've got the party in you eyes, man, you cannot hide it. I would bet everything on that a night with you would be the funniest ever.
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Post by Horacewimp on Nov 24, 2014 11:33:25 GMT
As I'm only let out now twice a year when I do go out I make sure it's Todays story is about Amsterdam, yet another stag do i went on a good few years ago. We were wondering around the red light area as you do looking (but not touching) the girls in the windows. A few of our party got talking to two girls and so they vacated their seats in the window. As quick as a flash me and my best mate nipped in and sat on their seats, the passers by seemed amused and bemused to see two blokes sitting in the window in a red light area To our surprise no one else seemed to notice for probably 5 minutes or so, then suddenly two rather large blokes (pimps I guess) appeared, we were off like a flash running up the road in hysterics. Later that night we had to do an International Rescue when we saw a very drunk Irish lad (not part of our group) fall into the canal. No one seemed to care that this guy had fallen some ten foot into the water and just stood around laughing, we could tell he was in trouble, me and my mate found a curtain pole by the side of the canal (I think it had been put out for a rubbish collection) and fished him out. Even when drunk we are very caring crossbones Next weeks story "a romantic evening in Valencia, until this lot turn up" Attachment Deleted
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Post by Horacewimp on Nov 24, 2014 18:07:27 GMT
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Post by Helmut83 on Nov 24, 2014 18:16:39 GMT
Horace Wimp, or knowing the world through alcohol.
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