Man. After reading Ferda's post, it brought back so many memories. Memories of the wedding day, of the dinner, the dancing, having a great time with all our friends and family. Thank you to Ferda for being my best friend, my partner, and my co-blog-writer. ;-)
It also brought back memories of the bachelor party. Matt, Ryan, Warren, Alex and lots of other guys were all there. And I really appreciate that they all came together and organized it for me. It was a great day.
As you can tell from the photo, we went to an indoor pain centre called TagZone, paintball guns loaded with rubber bullets propelled by co2. TagZone compares the feeling of being hit by one to that of a "wet towel or rubber band shot".
Look at the photo closely. No, that's not a third nipple under my armpit. That's a giant welt. Yes, it was that big just five minutes after the game was done. Just imagine what it looked like the next day.
One of the war games we played consisted of two teams: team one was comprised of myself, team two was comprised of everyone else. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, for this game, I got my gun taken away. I don't remember this game having a specific name, but due to my repeated nightmares of it, I now call it: Murder Ball.
Actually, I'm just joking here, despite my complaints and rants, I had a fantastic time that day. Thanks guys.