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Ari Rankum

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A friend at work is throwing a bachelorette party for a 20-something and ages up to 60-something will be in attendance. She's worried about gifts and "things to do" that might be inappropriate. I told her - fear not, I know a group that's expert on inappropriate. That would be you guys.

What are you waiting for? Have at it.

 
Do you think they want to try the proper installation of a comdom with out using their hands?

On a banana that is.

 
The whole point of a bachelorette party is to be inappropriate. And a little secret: Women can be waaaaaaay more inappropriate than we men ever dreamed.

So, with that in mind...a party for a 20-something bachelorette...requires a male stripper, candies shaped like penises, and some party-contests involving bananas.

Oh, and lots of Margaritas.

edit: I ran these suggestions by the wife. Her reply: "What time should I be there!"

 
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OK. Hilarious party game, after a few drinks. Gotta have a video camera. Props needed are a tennis ball, some empty bottles and a pair of panty hose. The ball is put all the way down one leg of the panty hose. The other leg is tied around the contestant's waist, such that the tennis ball can swing freely, just above the ground.

The bottles are set up like skittles. Through gyrations of the hips, the ball is encouraged to swing, and knock down the bottles.

One can keep score, but usually every is laughing helplessly and can't remember who won.

Jill

 
OK. Hilarious party game, after a few drinks. Gotta have a video camera. Props needed are a tennis ball, some empty bottles and a pair of panty hose. The ball is put all the way down one leg of the panty hose. The other leg is tied around the contestant's waist, such that the tennis ball can swing freely, just above the ground.
The bottles are set up like skittles. Through gyrations of the hips, the ball is encouraged to swing, and knock down the bottles.

One can keep score, but usually every is laughing helplessly and can't remember who won.

Jill
Ah, hell, that's not even that funny. We guys do that every time we drink beer. Well, without the pantyhose.

 
The whole point of a bachelorette party is to be inappropriate. And a little secret: Women can be waaaaaaay more inappropriate than we men ever dreamed.
So, with that in mind...a party for a 20-something bachelorette...requires a male stripper, candies shaped like penises, and some party-contests involving bananas.

Oh, and lots of Margaritas.

edit: I ran these suggestions by the wife. Her reply: "What time should I be there!"
Does anyone else wonder why Scab knows SO MUCH about what happens at bachelorette parties as well as when women are letting loose in the security of having no men around? I mean, advice is one thing, but that seemed like actual knowledge. Creepy.

 
I've been known to work small-med sized groups. Biker themed, chest baring my specialty. Call 1-800-RAD-****.

 
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Buddy of mine was a male stripper for a while. He had a show at a local hotel and tells me and another buddy to swing by around midnight after the show and we'll go out clubbing.

We ended up showing a little bit early around 11:30 and after assuring the doorman we'd just be waiting for buddy at the bar, he let us in.

You guys have no fackin' idea how rowdy 150 drunken women are. It was _SCARY_. They easily put to shame the rowdiest bunch of guys I've ever seen, and the place STUNK of poon.

So were sitting at the bar and we get swamped by women, nearly all of whom were wearing wedding rings. Sure, we enjoyed the attention, but man, that was a whole world of trouble. Anyway, their was a bachelorette party (or 6) going on. At one table the girls produce a pretty good size dildo and the girls are tormenting each other with it. One of them grabs it and promptly damn near swallows the entire thing.

The gauntlet was thrown!

The dildo made it around the table down down each ones throat to varying depths. We all hoped the hot one would win, but it wasn't to be, the overwieght wallflower downed the entire thing, then basically throated herself with it. Her eyes weren't even watering.

I look at buddy "Would you?"

"Ya"

"Me too."

Ron White describes the same situation in his comedy act then finishes with him to talking to his buddy ".. uhm, shouldn't we be paying to see this?"

BHAHAHAHA!

 
And a little secret: Women can be waaaaaaay more inappropriate than we men ever dreamed.
Very true statement fo' sho'.
In a prior life I drove limousines.

Umm... Yeah.... Guys - women have us beat when it comes to being lewd and crude.

The bachelorette parties I drove for started with all the gals being the bestest of friends.

By the end of the night, one was a *****, one was a ****, and one was a 'C'.

Ask me no more questions.

What happens in the limo stays in the limo. :dirol:

 
Well, I got nuttin' fer ya, Ari. Not being gay, the girls never invited me to a bachelorette party to share frilly undies stories and such. Alternately, ping skooter as I hear he has quite a selection of big, purple French Ticklers that might be of help.

 
I suspect Scab and I share some common themes from past adventures in photographer land. You would be shocked, and I mean SHOCKED, at what drunken women think they want photographed.

In the old days photographers used to get hired for all types of social events, that included bachelorette parties, wedding showers etc. The truly wealthy ones had no fiscal limitations and OMG did they ever have imaginations. I can't begin to count the number of times I was offered GOOD money to strip since the scheduled stripper had not yet arrived.

Doctor's wives may be the absolute worst! No wait a minute, CEO's daughters have them all beat.

Any game that involves huge objects shaped like a ***** is a winner. A visit to the local "intimate apparel & novelty shop" is a sure-fire start. Once you get them tipsy enough to strap on something, run the for door!

:)

 
Does anyone else wonder why Scab knows SO MUCH about what happens at bachelorette parties as well as when women are letting loose in the security of having no men around? I mean, advice is one thing, but that seemed like actual knowledge. Creepy.
It is at this time that I will exercise my Fifth Amendment right...

 
Does anyone else wonder why Scab knows SO MUCH about what happens at bachelorette parties as well as when women are letting loose in the security of having no men around? I mean, advice is one thing, but that seemed like actual knowledge. Creepy.
It is at this time that I will exercise my Fifth Amendment right...
There's a drunken **** history before a *** change* operation??

*addadicktome

 
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