Stag Weekends…
Last weekend I went off to Nottingham on a stag weekend for my mate who’s getting married (I guess that was pretty obvious, as I’d not go off for some stranger, and it wouldn’t’ve been a stag weekend if he wasn’t getting married…) We did all the normal stag weekend things - drunk a lot, humiliated the poor stag etc. We also went driving various things - a land-rover off-road on this course, little pilots and these weird quad-bike things - all a good laugh and very, very muddy. I didn’t learn much other than it’s surprisingly easy to drive around at high speed, despite being very hungover and after only 3 hours sleep.
We went to a lapdance club in the evening for an hour or so, and to help with Dan’s humiliation, and I really don’t enjoy these, not on ethical grounds or anything like that. It’s just I don’t feel the girls market themselves right to me - they have a very 1 dimensional idea of what men find attractive. So it’s always high-heels, lots of make-up, skimpy clothing (yes I realise that’s the point - but they do take it off…) These simply are not what I go for - so if you’re looking to attract me to your club - rethink your dress!
November 5th, 2004 at 5:38 pm
Hi,
I recently went on a stag weekend in Brighton organised by the stag company [I edited this to remove the link, sorry, no link whoring, Jim. ]. We started by stocking up the stag with plenty of absynth in the morning before heading off to an activity center for clay pigeon shooting and a tank ride. The problem was, we had slightly overdone it with the absynth and the stag began to feel dodgy whist on the minibus. Then it happened, Mark chundered all over the floor… The smell was revolting and we were forced to stop the driver to let the stag sort himself out. Mark spent the rest of the afternoon in the minibus…….
June 12th, 2006 at 3:48 pm
Sounds like you had a resonably easy time of it, compared to the guy in the following story. This is a true story of a Stag Weekend prank that went very wrong, reported by a London Ambulance team:
Late on Friday night, reports started to come in of a person set on fire in the toilets of the Leek and Winkle pub in Hackney. At first the call takers considered that it might be a hoax or a false alarm, since (thank god) this kind of thing isn’t exactly commonplace, but this theory was quickly disproved by the fact that we took about ten calls on it, all giving the same details. Very odd, we thought. If you were going to murder someone in such a horrid and dramatic way, surely you would drag them to a field in the middle of nowhere before dowsing them in petrol and igniting them? Surely doing it in a public toilet is the easiest way to get caught?
When a call like this comes in, as well as sending an ambulance, the first thing the dispatch desk does is to get on to the police and fire brigade. Most of the time they will already know because a member of the public will have called them (personally, if I saw a man on fire, my first thought would be “fire engine!” and not “ambulance!”) but we call them anyway, to be sure they are aware and so we can co-ordinate our response with theirs.
The fire brigade were on their way, but they didn’t have any more information than us. The police, however, were able to shed a little light on the matter. The following message appeared on screens via the electronic link:
“One of our patrol cars passed a stag party o/s the Leek and Winkle 30 mins ago. One male was dressed as a mummy, wrapped in toilet paper. Believe this may be related.”
As the crew on scene later reported, the police were right. The stag’s friends had thought it was hilarious to dress him as a mummy and send him stumbling around outside the pub with toilet paper over his eyes. One friend thought it would be even funnier to hold a cigarette lighter to the end of the toilet paper. He had no idea how flammable the toilet paper was. Unable to stop the flames, the friends had bundled him into the toilet and tried to put them out with water. By now the man was a seething mass of flames and had caught the attention of the other pub goers, which was when we were called.
By the time our ambulance and HEMS team reached the patient, the fire was out, but he had 40% burns and was blue lighted into hospital in a critical condition.
I think it’s safe to say that the wedding is off, and if he has another stag weekend, he will take a bit more care!
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