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Stag weekend was mental. I'm still damaged.
It was just right: drunk enough to feel good, be loud, and dance til I couldn't move anymore, but not so drunk I lost a day to the porcelain temple.
Paintballing is an interesting experience. Although it's somewhat more hardcore (my body looks like a relief map of the Pennines in yellow and purple), I still think it compares unfavourably with LRP; there's something visceral about hitting someone with a weapon. Still, good fun, and interesting. It was an indoor venue with specific missions, so we got to try being a bit tactical.
Sin City has grown up into quite a cool night, with a good mix of rock and metal from different times and at different intensities. Cage dancers as always are an excellent idea for a rock club, and there was a bouncy castle with giant stuffed boxing gloves. Whee!
School Disco is an absolute blast. It is, of course, exactly as crass and tacky as it sounds. But the music is a blinding set of 'eighties dance and cheese, and looking at girls in tarty schoolgirl outfits has proven medical benefits. Timmeh (no LJ) dedicated himself to trying to get girls to humiliate me, but they were mostly lubbish. One of them put her bra on me, which was quite funny. The winners were the girl who thrust her chest in my face, the one who gave me a lap dance (if briefly), and the one who took my shorts off and made me wear her skirt.
Mental time, good mates, bruises and booze. A good send off. Huge thank you to everyone who was there.
It was just right: drunk enough to feel good, be loud, and dance til I couldn't move anymore, but not so drunk I lost a day to the porcelain temple.
Paintballing is an interesting experience. Although it's somewhat more hardcore (my body looks like a relief map of the Pennines in yellow and purple), I still think it compares unfavourably with LRP; there's something visceral about hitting someone with a weapon. Still, good fun, and interesting. It was an indoor venue with specific missions, so we got to try being a bit tactical.
Sin City has grown up into quite a cool night, with a good mix of rock and metal from different times and at different intensities. Cage dancers as always are an excellent idea for a rock club, and there was a bouncy castle with giant stuffed boxing gloves. Whee!
School Disco is an absolute blast. It is, of course, exactly as crass and tacky as it sounds. But the music is a blinding set of 'eighties dance and cheese, and looking at girls in tarty schoolgirl outfits has proven medical benefits. Timmeh (no LJ) dedicated himself to trying to get girls to humiliate me, but they were mostly lubbish. One of them put her bra on me, which was quite funny. The winners were the girl who thrust her chest in my face, the one who gave me a lap dance (if briefly), and the one who took my shorts off and made me wear her skirt.
Mental time, good mates, bruises and booze. A good send off. Huge thank you to everyone who was there.