Last year for
Gregg's stag, we didn't exactly get very far into our night of drinking before a parade of puking cut festivities short. It was such a good time that we felt a redux was necessary, and so I present you with photos from Barfageddon Two, where a surprising amount of crotch and nostril pictures ended up on my camera. While last year's festivities involved a disgraceful amount of vomit, the only shame that happened this year was when Tim was told he was too fat to ride a go kart at Speeders. So while we zipped around at top speed (
click here for a go pro video of our second race), Tim went sorrow eating, before we then got trashed on gin, scotch, vodka, beer, and Jäger. Good times.
And if you decide to watch the video, be sure to check out Dean spinning out at the 5:06 mark.
Gregg blowing smoke, as he is known for.
I'm fishing a fly out of my drink, which I guess means I'm fly fishing?
There's a little more salt and pepper in Scott's beard this year.
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