
Last night was a wee bachelor party. As is well known, only a moral degenerate would have a coed bachelor party, so there were no women present:

Naturally, I can't say too much about the events of that night, but I can share that I bested Brian at the urination contest. There's also really nothing like eating in a classy establishment like the Derby in Arcadia, and there's a lull in the conversation in the entire room just as you loudly utter the word "donkeypunch".