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He's getting married this summer y'know. Yes, I think she was pished when she said "yes". Anyway, there's no doubt he's doing much better out of the new partnership than she is. But she's awesome for sure.
Sadly, he's not having a stag do.
But we can give him a STW Stag-do can't we? So, you're one of the organisers. What are we doing with hiI'm?
We have to sort location & accommodation and then we've got to fill Friday Evening, Saturday Day/Evening, Sunday Morning.
What's everybody got? 🙂
Location - Islington
🙂 Perfect.
I'd love to see him in a proper London club for port and cigars and the end of the whole shindig. The East India, or RAC perhaps.
bright coloured zoot suits for the attire.
like The Kid
Catering with phallic balloon arrangement? Check.
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Basically, my stag do. Drive to North Wales on Friday, ride Llandegla / World's End, head to hostel, eat meat and drink beer. Saturday ride / walk up and down Cadair Idris, repeat evening. Sunday morning walk around Devil's Kitchen then head home.
Job done.
Chained up outside Greggs (with no access to pies but tantalisingly close) in Hull wearing salmon pink trousers, deck shoes and a jumper over his shoulders.
Saturday - ride planned around various pie establishments...
Tory party conference?
Hull? I mean, yes, let's humiliate him a little, but Hull? That's just cruel.
Chained up outside Greggs with just a selection of hummus and artisan bread.
Wearing a full Liverpool kit.
deadlydarcy - Member
Chained up outside Greggs with just a selection of hummus and artisan bread.Wearing a full Liverpool kit.
Nice. Let's at least leave him something to drink.
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weekend on roadbikes with a full castelli speedsuit 🙂
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there's some challenges to be had too, yes?
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A tour of a craft brewery where you are told what beer should taste like, and what you should like in a beer. Then we can all talk about what a load of condescending b0ll0cks it was.
Accommodation for the Saturday night... A bench at a London train station after missing the last train home*
*Both of these things happened to me this last weekend on a stag do. I thought that trains ran through the night to get home!
We'll be needing some music too
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Take him to speakers' corner and force him to read aloud the entire content of the trump, brexit and corbyn threads, in character voices.
Or a tour of Glasgow's flat roofed pubs
wearing salmon pink trousers, deck shoes and a jumper over his shoulders.
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Some proper drinking
Bring him down here darce, we can hipster the shit out of him.
https://www.bricklanebikes.co.uk/6ku-complete-bike-barcelona
300 quid to get him transport for the day
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http://www.mamamia.com.au/fake-man-bun/
I say we just all turn up at MNPR, get him bladdered, and let Hora loose on his chubby ass. 😆
In all seriousness, I'd be up for taking a Monday off work for a MD(multiple)PR 😀
Everyone attending follows the proper 'fetch' protocol for the [url= http://www.porkpieclub.com/ ]Pork Pie Club of Great Britain[/url] bringing the best pie and relish from their respective towns and this forms the first evening's meal and entertainment.
Here are the rules:
[i]The serious business then begins:-
The pies are eaten in relative quiet. Comments that may influence others in the subsequent marking are frowned upon, but this isn't a game of poker and many an expression may give away private thoughts. A more obvious clue as to how things are going is the condiments box, which contains a wide range of sauces, pickles and mustards. If no one reaches for any of them, the pie must be at least quite good.
The amount of sauce used and the type, also gives a good indication of how the tasting is going. HP sauce is a regular favourite to help provide a little more taste, but should members reach for a Chinese Oyster sauce, Soya sauce or Worcester sauce, things are not looking good, and should anyone reach for Tabasco Chilli sauce then the pie is likely to be considered a disaster.
Once the pies have been eaten, the members write down their mark on a card, without conferring. The person sitting to the left of the pie fetcher for the day begins. He explains what he thinks of the pie in often graphic and amusing detail, and ends by turning over his marking card. Each person then talks, and then the fetcher has his say last. Interruptions to each member's address are not allowed, nor is leaving the table.
Of course the fetcher is usually a little biased in his marking and he is allowed some latitude which has become known as 'fetcher's privilege'. However, the fetcher must be careful not to abuse this and award more than 2 marks above the average. Should he do so, he is denounced loudly as being a bad sportsman and worse.
The scribe diligently takes notes in the minute book, and records the marks of each member. An average of the marks is then calculated. The fetcher is then asked where the pies came from, and this is recorded along with the price. A new source of pies merits a gold star against the name of the fetcher for the day. The names of the members are inscribed on the box and this ensures that pies are fetched in rotation.[/i]
The losing fetcher has to give Binners a piggy back for the rest of the weekend.
Morning chaps.
I still can't believe she's going through with it. Who said the drugs don't work eh? 😀
Some great suggestions so far. I feel a two week long STW stag tour coming on!
We're starting at the Hawkshead brewery for the weekend South lakes Jennride tomorrow night (which I won't actually be riding as I'd be 100% guaranteed to spanner myself in the process). Should hopefully see a few of you there
Enjoy Binners, have a good one.
An American friend once told me that in the US those little coverings (sometimes adorned with tassels) on strippers' nipples are called "pasties."
I'll just leave that there.
Is it possible to entirely encase a human being in pastry?
Only one way to find out........
[quote=Cougar ]An American friend once told me that in the US those little coverings (sometimes adorned with tassels) on strippers' nipples are called "pasties."
I'll just leave that there.
The lancashire version of this?
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I dont remember ordering sashimi....
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Congratulations Binners, hope you have a fantastic weekend.
The losing felcher has to give Binners a piggy back for the rest of the weekend.
Sounds lively. 🙂
Yeah, sure he's as light as a feather anyway. No bother.
Graham, my lips reading skills are a little rusty, but I [i]think [/i]I know what she's saying.....
nbt - how dare you post up that photo of me.
Bonners have a great time 🙂