I am *so* not a guy's guy
So last night was the bachelor's party for the brother of a really old friend of mine. Deep friend, like from 1st grade. The brother is one of those siblings who never quite developed their own social/friend circle, and is always around, therefore his brother' s friends are his friends by default. Good guy, though.
So after shots, light beer, and a Cal Bears football game, we were in the city getting ready for a night out on the town. They were all asking me if I knew of anything fun going on...and indeed there was an Anon Salon happening, and the prospect of going there vs. traditional bachelor party destinations was intriguing, as was the prospect of exposing this group to the world of burners.
Well, as a test flight, I took from my bag a fuzzy leopard-pattern hat with ears, and put it on the bachelor. "Dude, you look like a fag!"
Yeah, so we headed up to North Beach.
So after shots, light beer, and a Cal Bears football game, we were in the city getting ready for a night out on the town. They were all asking me if I knew of anything fun going on...and indeed there was an Anon Salon happening, and the prospect of going there vs. traditional bachelor party destinations was intriguing, as was the prospect of exposing this group to the world of burners.
Well, as a test flight, I took from my bag a fuzzy leopard-pattern hat with ears, and put it on the bachelor. "Dude, you look like a fag!"
Yeah, so we headed up to North Beach.