The Horror...

worm
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I have been rather quiet over the last few days as I have been recovering from my stag weekend. Those of you with a taste for schadenfreude will be pleased to know that my Saturday involved me being forced to dress as Bruno in tiny lederhosen before being made to run around a freezing field in the Cotswolds being shot by my friends with high powered, very painful paintballs. After that I had to parade around a succesion of pubs still dressed in my hotpant/lederhosen combo and engage girls in conversation whilst my friends threw glasses of water in my face. It was lovely.

6 comments:

Brit said...

At least you'll only have to do it once. These male rituals are bizarre, aren't they? If you were a professional footballer, cricketer or (especially) rugby player, your life might be like one long stag do - a vision of hell.

16 February 2010 at 05:57
worm said...

good god, yes, a rugby player's life must be dreadful.

I suppose the stag do is some kind of intended metaphorical 'emasculation' of the victim - by reducing another male threat, the rest of the group of males feel boosted in their own power/security

16 February 2010 at 06:11
Gareth Williams said...

Never thought of it that way, Worm. It must have been a great comfort in the throes of your horror to retreat into such anthropological speculations.

16 February 2010 at 07:07
worm said...

...you mean as I was crouched in a ball swearing as another paintball impacted at high velocity on my bare legs? yes, a great help! :/

well, Im glad I have done it and got it over with!! some people have it much worse than I did!

16 February 2010 at 07:50
Gadjo Dilo said...

Good heavens, is that what a chap has to go through to get hitched these days? Joining the Foreign Legion would have been less distressing. Well done though!

16 February 2010 at 22:33
Susan said...

The rituals of male 'bonding' are very curious - sounds like you got off lightly.

17 February 2010 at 00:35

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