On Friday night, it was my buddy Garrett's stag/bachelor party. I've gone to a few stags and usually it's just a bunch of guys drinking and playing pool and buying the groom-to-be a ridiculous amount of shooters. Well, this stag was the first stag that I've been to that had a stripper. And this stripper was hot...which is weird because this is Regina. Well, a lot of firsts happened to me on Friday. I can now check off a few more things on the "Things JJ has yet to do" list... Whip cream down the shorts? Yup. Done. Hot wax on my ass? You betcha. Getting whipped with a belt? Consider it done. Going to JD's while my shirt and underwear are still soaking wet with whip cream? Done and done... Strippers at a stag seems to be going the way of the dinosaur, but I have to give Garrett's friend Trevor some major props for keeping this tradition alive. There's something to be said for a group of guys going out and releasing their inner pigs every now and then. Good clean fun...well, except for the whip cream...
I don't know what it is about JD's... I shouldn't like that place, but every time I go I have the best time. I always meet up with people I haven't seen in forever there. Plus it certainly helped that I came from one stag and met up with some friends who were at another stag in the private room at the back of JD's. So needless to say, my last night with hair was tons of fun. A perfect sendoff party for my hair.
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