Bachelor Party, 2007

Bachelor Party. I haven't blogged about this annual event before. This was due to:

1. No good pictures, or lack of them.
2. The stories were too crude for me to relate.

In truth, the only difference this year is that I have good pictures. The stories might still be crude, so be warned.

For those of you who don't know what Bachelor Party is:

Kramer had a real, standard, run of the mill bachelor party before he got married. He had so much fun, that he decided to re-enact the party every year. The group (termed LOIG: League of Inebriated Gentlemen) participates in some competitions throughout a normal day. Points are accrued. Names are drawn out of hat in the evening. Those with the most points have their name in the hat more than others. First name pulled becomes the "honorary bachelor". The group must buy him drinks all night long, and people we meet are told that he is an actual bachelor. This usually leads to interesting propositions and a good laugh had by all.

The details aren't that important to you, the average blog reader. I realize this. If you liken this whole ordeal to a standard night out with the boys, you are 99% there. Let's focus on the pictures and short stories.

D-med wears protective eye wear during our dodgeball event. Do you think he looks cool?

How about with his hat turned backwards? Yep, that's the ticket.

Pearly sports some sweat soaking attire to keep his eyes clear and his hands dry. He is a fierce dodgeball competitor, and some would even venture to say a good father.

Here's some action! Just look at these athletes push it to the limit!If the Outsiders had engaged in a dodgeball fight at the climax of the story instead a fistfight, it may have looked something like this.

Stadtman is about to give his last lap time at the Malibu Raceway a big thumbs down.

Pearly has the humorous fashion sense of a 15 year old boy.

It appears Kramer has accidentally sat on the stick shift.

Some sweaty LOIG members are seen here playing video games and/or grab ass. No official points were awarded to any of these members for any of these actions.

The photographer appears to be attempting art here.

Which sticks out further, my nose or my Adam's apple? Send me your vote.

Golfing at the par-3 course at Edgefield was the last event of the day. Here is my team posing for a picture.

I thought the boys did a good job posing like aristocrats.

Most people avoid driving balls from the greens.

Oh my! These inflatable wonders sparked quite a controversy when we accidentally dropped them out of our third story hotel room.

That is whiskey. This poor LOIG member overestimated his ability to process large quantities of this drink.
Here is our whiskey-chugging LOIG member about an hour later. We've all know how this story ends,....

The waitress (back left, barely visible in photo) was very helpful when it came to choosing which credit card to pay with. After a few drinks, it's nice to have somebody make decisions for you, especially when it concerns money.

The morning after the party, on the ride home, I give my physically abusive friend D-med an affectionate smile. He is mean, but my love for him clearly can't be hidden.

There it is folks. Of course some pictures were not shown here for legal reasons, but you get the general idea. Maybe some of your male blog readers want to join us next year?