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Follow along as we enter the magical world of the "dual stream" stag - where after two seperate and very different "warmup periods", the groom and his gents eventually collide like a booze-laden freight train with bride and her lady friends.
Follow along as we view the happenings of each "party stream"... |
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The boys, being very hip and sensible, decide to enjoy a variety of Tapas at the ever pleasing La Bodega. Here we see Gio enjoying his first beverage.
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The ladies prepare for an italian feast at the famed Macaroni Grill. Here, Michelle enjoys her first martini of the evening.
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The ever timely Chris Buckley arrives thirty minutes late for dinner. We do not let his tardiness dampen our spirits (though we did make him split the bill with us, even though we had all drunk more than him).
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The ladies carb it up! Whatever will they use all this energy on?
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The table abounds with treats for the lads.
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Dinner is all done, and Michelle is now limbering up for some apparently challenging and physically demanding exercise. Whatever can it be?
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LomoVision has overtaken the table, which gives the evening out a decidely artistsic feel.
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POLE DANCING? is THAT what Michelle was stretching for? Apres' meal, the ladies sign up for today's "hottest fitness craze", and learn how to dance on a pole. That, or they're all training to be firefighters.
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Ryan and Clint enjoy dinner. The girls are out learning how to dance and we're still stuffing our faces.
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The power of the pole brings people together.
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Chris Buckley regales the group with his tales. Such tales Buckley tells!
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Michelle is now pole certified, and is looking a little thirsty....
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It's one last glass of Sangria and we're off!
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...so she gets served in the most efficient manner possible at Vancouver's "Roxy".
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The boys have supped and now move on to the "pub" starter for the evening, Vancouver's Morrisey Pub on Granville. Here, Jason Hopkins ponders the medicinal qualities of Guiness versus the alluring balm of a Black and Tan.
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Oooooh boy, that may not have been the best idea. Michelle looks a little worse for wear.
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Hokins has made his selection, along with all the other lads. The crowd favorite is an easy to drink lager. Only the rookies and the trained professionals drink Guiness at a bachelor party.
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The ladies are starting to get a little out of hand. One of them has somehow obtained a straw shape like something out of a biology textbook. Good gracious!
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Todd and Ryan share thoughts about life, the universe, and everything.
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Michelle thinks the penis shaped straw is really funny! So funny in fact that she decides to wear a penis shaped whistle. What is with stagettes and the time-honored tradition of dressing up a friend so they look like a goof?
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Gio looks listless. Where can we take him next?
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Ok, we're done with the Roxy - the ladies move on to Valetown's "Bar None".
(Kev's note: Lame-ass Bar None had all the boys line up outside and wouldn't let us in even though it was only 1/2 full. Bah, it's full of Yaletown posers anyhow). |
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Oooooh, we could take him there. Yes. That's a good idea.
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I can't believe Michelle wore the veil that she's planning to wear at her wedding! I hope she has it cleaned before the service next week.
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Look at all the pretty lights!
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The ladies get down and crazy at Bar None.
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This is outrageous! Let's go meet the girls.
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Ok, we've had enough. We're going to meet the boys!
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Aah, together again! Both parties converge on Bosmons Motor Lodge's in-house bar "The SideBar" to conclude the foolishness. |
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Apparently Sarah missed Jason. That, or the pole dancing class got her a little wound up.
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Jesus, do I look this stupid in real life? What the hell is wrong with me? I look like I'm trying to do a duck call or something.
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Jeff and Clint seem to think Bosmans is a little sub-par.
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Yeah, whoever took this photo, I don't really remember it. Not so much, no. Was this supposed to be some sort of lark?
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All the ladies pay their last respects to the King before he is married.
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Chad tries to sneak one lass kiss from Michelle before she walks down the isle. She's too busy smoking.
What? Michelle doesn't smoke. WTF? |
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Yeah, have another one, you rummies!
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Gollly, Sarah is friendly tonight!
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Together again, as it shall be forevermore.
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