Where was the intervention?

by The Good Reverend on October 28, 2004 · 3 comments

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This has to be one of the best pranks I’ve ever heard of.  So as to preserve the story so my grandkids can one day be steeped in the tradition of completely humiliating one’s own best friends, I have copied the story, from stagsandhens.com, below…

Swedish Skipper

Check out the picture – nothing unusual. Now read this:

In Sweden it is a bit of a custom for the groom to be kidnapped and whisked off somewhere for his Stag night, which usually lasts all day and all night, unlike the typical British Stag night where it’s all arranged beforehand and everyone goes out, gets drunk and hires a stripper.

The Swedes do it different. The groom has no idea until he gets nabbed. He might be dressed up in something crazy and go do something funny – and then the fun starts!

This particular guy is a keen sailor and when he was kidnapped for his stag night they pasted a false “skippers-beard” on him and put him at the helm of a 60 foot yacht and let him be skipper for the day.

Much beer and fine food was consumed. But nothing nasty happened to him at all. In the evening when they got back on land and were getting cleaned up for the night club, they all had a sauna as is customary in Sweden.

Imagine the grooms horror when he walked into the sauna where his naked buddies were waiting for him only to notice that best mate number one had no pubic hair … neither did friend two … nor three … or four …

Now check out the false beard again …

I just want to thank Davion at this time.  When we were 18, we all went out drinking one night.  By the end of night, I was so hammered on gin and juice that I was laying in my friend’s backseat, head out the back driver’s side door, throwing up into the parking lot.  When the gang came out to the car, in my semi-conscious state I could hear the debate raging – should I be stripped naked, crowned with a ladies’ wig, tied to a picnic chair, and left in my friends’ parents’ front lawn?  Davion was a true friend and made sure I was not to be awakened the next morning by the automatic sprinkler system and shocked neighbor kids’ screams.

Thank you, Dav.  If only The Skipper had been so lucky.

thanks to Dragonslayer from Dragon Head Almost Destroyed Me for the link

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    It must be true. We never grow up.

    I love being a man.

  • http://www.transbuddha.com Davion

    Sorry Rev.  I guess you didn’t realize we had your neighbor Jim also use you like a woman.  But if it makes you feel better.  You seemed to be smiling the whole time.

  • http://www.transbuddha.com The Good Reverend

    ummm.. what the hell are you talking about?  I never had a neighbor named Jim, so I’m assuming it’s a slam.. but i don’t get it.  Please advise.

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