Thursday afternoon we went off to Kelowna for my brothers stag. We had dinner and then went to two clubs... I was already dreading the weekend.
Friday was fun because we went boating and I did something that I never though I did. I went tubing on a 190HP boat. Why is that significant? I don't know how to swim
.
I jumped into the middle of the lake with just a life jacket, my pulse skyrocketed but I was ok after realizing I wasn't going to sink
. I did a beautiful wipeout too. Later we played a 2 man scramble on a nice executive course. So far so good... I thought the weekend was going to turn out ok... then the clubbing began
. It was my first time going
to a strip bar. I was amazed that it actually did nothing for me. It's funny watching all these guys hooting and howlering knowing that they don't have a chance; why do they
tease themselves like that? Anyways, I probably won't be going to the peelers again, but at least I know that I am not missing much. We went to another club and I was actually contimplating having some wobbly pops, but when I walked in and saw all the zombie faced people it turned me off right away. So for three and a half hours I watched my bro and his buddies get plastered... again I was dreading the weekend. My brother wore a Joe Sakic rookie jersey and we had 5 dumbasses actually think he was Joe Sakic and asked them for his autograph! With the number of idiots out there, and I am starting to lose faith in Darwin's Theory.
Saturday started ok too. We went to the beach and relaxed for a bit. My skin isn't so pasty white now, and I showed off my flabs on the beach for all the pretty ladies. We went back to the hotel where I pulled out my classical and wanked on that for a bit (great play on words eh?
). I read Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy for an hour so so, and then I found out we got a pair of strippers going to our hotel... I decided to go since it is my bro's stag
. Again I wasn't really into it. Watching dirty girls with a bunch of drunk bafoons hollering did nothing for me. The stripper said that I was the first guy to run away from her massive (I mean MASSIVE) breasts
. Everyone else was grabbing them to decide if they were real or not. Another thing that I can say I've experienced so I can say no next time. Then we were off clubbing again! The only good part of it was watching my bro make an ass of himself because he was dressed up in a superman costume (that left nothing to the imagination
). Watching the drunks furthered my sober decision making. Luckily one guy was really feeling sick so I drove him back to the hotel at 12:30 and I crashed too.
I am guessing you all think I am boring now too? Well I don't give a fvck, since I am happy the way that I am. People keep on calling me out trying to get me to like their lifestyle, I wish they would leave me alone... I never ask them to have a LAN party, go stargazing, or moutain biking....
Hmm... not sure what the point of this post is but that's what OT is about isn't it?
Friday was fun because we went boating and I did something that I never though I did. I went tubing on a 190HP boat. Why is that significant? I don't know how to swim
I jumped into the middle of the lake with just a life jacket, my pulse skyrocketed but I was ok after realizing I wasn't going to sink
to a strip bar. I was amazed that it actually did nothing for me. It's funny watching all these guys hooting and howlering knowing that they don't have a chance; why do they
tease themselves like that? Anyways, I probably won't be going to the peelers again, but at least I know that I am not missing much. We went to another club and I was actually contimplating having some wobbly pops, but when I walked in and saw all the zombie faced people it turned me off right away. So for three and a half hours I watched my bro and his buddies get plastered... again I was dreading the weekend. My brother wore a Joe Sakic rookie jersey and we had 5 dumbasses actually think he was Joe Sakic and asked them for his autograph! With the number of idiots out there, and I am starting to lose faith in Darwin's Theory.
Saturday started ok too. We went to the beach and relaxed for a bit. My skin isn't so pasty white now, and I showed off my flabs on the beach for all the pretty ladies. We went back to the hotel where I pulled out my classical and wanked on that for a bit (great play on words eh?
I am guessing you all think I am boring now too? Well I don't give a fvck, since I am happy the way that I am. People keep on calling me out trying to get me to like their lifestyle, I wish they would leave me alone... I never ask them to have a LAN party, go stargazing, or moutain biking....
Hmm... not sure what the point of this post is but that's what OT is about isn't it?