Stippers

[GCCK]

You can get some really fit hookers for £70 if you know where to look. Much better than just watching

 

For my stag do, my best friend & I (just the two of us) went for a real blowout, culminating in a curry and lo & behold, a knocking shop just across the road!

 

The tragedy(?) was that we'd run out of money and they wouldn't take credit cards. We were so far gone that neither of us know what would have happened if we'd had enough money... ... anyway, at the wedding reception, my new wife goes up to mate's wife and says what do you think about the lads ending up in a brothel (even in those early days, she'd trained me to tell all)? Needless to say, mate's wife hadn't been informed of said antics and loud row ensued. They divorced about 2 years later though I'm sure the events are unconnected

[richbk]

that is one of the funnest posts i've ever read graeme!!!

 

hope it was meant to be

 

personally NO NO NO NO, cheap munter or fit babe, shes still taking her cloths off to entertain pissed men..can you imagine the contempt she must feel for you

 

go do something original as suggested by others, sporty / driving / funny what ever your brother will like

 

 

 

 

richbk

[luckyb]

Er..

 

if any risk of fireworks (even 1%) then don't do it. I would say that the very fact you are asking for an opinion means that you are unsure. It's his night, so his call.

 

Try tobagganing, I beleive the sno dome at Tamworth, if not then Milton Keynes. Strange I know, but you can get fed, watered, and then hurl yourself down a (real) snow slope on a bit of plastic, or a rubber ring. It is an absolute hoot, and you will all be able to talk about without fear of any recrimination.

 

HTH

[sootysteve]

You can get some really fit hookers for £70 if you know where to look. Much better than just watching

 

For my stag do, my best friend & I (just the two of us) went for a real blowout, culminating in a curry and lo & behold, a knocking shop just across the road!

 

The tragedy(?) was that we'd run out of money and they wouldn't take credit cards. We were so far gone that neither of us know what would have happened if we'd had enough money... ... anyway, at the wedding reception, my new wife goes up to mate's wife and says what do you think about the lads ending up in a brothel (even in those early days, she'd trained me to tell all)? Needless to say, mate's wife hadn't been informed of said antics and loud row ensued. They divorced about 2 years later though I'm sure the events are unconnected

 

 

bloody hell greame, now youre either now divorced yourself, or have a VERY inderstanding wife mate!!!

[HABC]

Last stipper I went to see many years ago now, when she took off her bra they nearly broke her toes, good laugh but put me off going to any more.

 

Just do what causes the least problems and most fun, a good balance. I am sure plenty of beer will make most things fun anyway.

 

[stavros]

Gentle but persistent humiliation is the way to go. Strippers are a bit old hat, to be fair-more entertaining for those watching than the target, IMHO. The best event I went on involved the stag wearing 'old man' Y fronts with a pair of jeans with the arse cheeks completely cut out for the entire day/evening. The second day he had to wear a Madonna gold 'pointy tits' basque all evening, plus hold up stockings and the same Y fronts. From a nervous start he had a great night-all the girls in the pubs/clubs couldn't stop talking to him/dancing with him. We all had a good laugh at his expense but he also enjoyed himself.

My experience of strip clubs in this country has been miserable- £££££ for frankly b*gger all. If you go to Europe, its a different (better) story.

You need to strike a balance between fun/piss take. If there is any chance of naked females causing fallout; steer well clear. Some women are quite chilled about this stuff, others seem to be pathologically demented about it. Find out which camp the GF is in!

Another recommendation is a night at the dog races-in the restaurant. Low grade gambling, beer and food brought to the table. Make the stag drink extra 'fingers' of his pint relating to the winning number dog in the race. The one I was on, number 6 came in three times in row, with the races every 5 minutes. The look on his face as the 3rd winning no6 romped home was priceless.