A certain FIU'er is getting married soon and is having a bachelor party this weekend. Sadly, the fact that I'm married with kids and have 2 impending tests, is going to keep me from going. However, I feel that it's unfair that we have to all miss out on the last "Huzza" of Hoodlumman's single life.
As a result, I say that we throw him a virtual bachelor party. It's time to get drunk and post your best advice/wishes along with the classic sign of being wasted. Yes, you need to end it with "I love you, man."
To get this thing ready, I'll need some help: JR, you get the tequila, 2 tanks of nitrous, 1 combat boot, a package of ping pong balls and a kiddie pool.
Diana ,you get 200 pounds of velvetta cheese, a left handed stripper, a copy of "Fiddler on the Roof" and exactly 9 ft of 8 guage copper wire.
Dave, you bring the cordite, as much axle grease as you can put your hands on, two wheel chair maniquins, a 5-6 lb cactus and carnuba wax.
I'll get the chili, the midgets, 100 lbs of chicken feathers, a disposable camera, correct postage for a 200 lb package to Madagascar, a tattoo gun and black tar herion. I already have the slip'n'slide, the 18v drill and the 1200w portable generator for the microwave and the power washer.
In the mean time, you guy start out with these val-u-rite vodka jello shots and get with the practical knowledge.... and the naked pictures because it's not like bandwidth is free.Labels: babes, birds, canada, cheerleaders, donkey, fetishes, guacamole, hobbies, iPhone, linkwhoring, mineral porn, moonbat impersonating, moral relativism, morons, nipple, not cat blogging |