ILoveItWhenAPlanComesTogetherYou are on the archive wiki. The new wiki is here. Last night was a bachelor’s party for one of my buddies. All in all a very enjoyable evening with an appropriate amount of drink and shenanigans… limited of course by the random alcohol testing at the mine, but hey. What made the evening really cool was the fact that Rob, the victim, was completely clueless until the party actually started. He and I are both pipe liners for the local round table, which happens to have one of the best party venues in Lime Acres. Coincidently this week was also ear marked for the December business meeting. On Monday they sent out an email to all the members that it would be held on Wednesday. They then sent out another email to all the members (minus Rob) changing the date to Tuesday. This was followed shortly by another email to all the members (minus Rob, plus his local friends) saying that his bachelor’s would be held at the table on Wednesday. Everyone did an excellent job of keeping it quiet and the meeting went off without Rob even knowing… of course we marked him absent as he hadn’t tendered an apology. So last night comes, everyone arrives half an hour early and hides in the back. Rob arrives late because his digs mate wasn’t ready on time (what a coincidence) and is fined for it. We then go through about 3 pages of the minutes that have been doctored to bring his few mistakes up as often as possible. The final page was ye olde stereotypical picture of a guy with a ball and chain and some appropriately cheesy comment about freedom. At this point the rest of the people moved inside and the party began. It took a couple of seconds for it to sink in and about a quarter of an hour to loosen up but I think he appreciated it. |