The Kolby Hoover Story
Kolby’s bachelor party was last Saturday. It was an epic day of merriment that included boffing.
This is the story1.
0Alternate YouTube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QJuDyrRpz9Y ↩
Kolby’s bachelor party was last Saturday. It was an epic day of merriment that included boffing.
This is the story1.
0Alternate YouTube link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QJuDyrRpz9Y ↩
I’m not sure how I forgot to edit these photos. But I did, until Jeff asked about them. So enjoy!
Nikkor @ 24mm || 1/160 || f/3.8 || ISO400
Nikkor @ 18mm || 1/5000 || f/3.5 || ISO400
Nikkor @ 27mm || 1/6400 || f/3.8 || ISO400
Nikkor @ 18mm || 1/2500 || f/3.5 || ISO400
Nikkor @ 18mm || 1/3200 || f/3.5 || ISO400
Nikkor @ 18mm || 1/4000 || f/3.5 || ISO400
Nikkor @ 56mm || 1/50 || f/4.5 || ISO640 || flash
And as the saying goes1: see the rest at Flickr: Kelly’s Bachelor Part-ay!
1 Preemptive snarky comment: There is no such saying.
0I think every bachelor party should start out with someone walking into a sex shop, only to have their phone ring, “Oh, hi Mom. How’s it going? Can I call you back later?” and then turn around and ask the shopkeeper, deadpan, “Where are the inflatable dolls?
That’s how this one started out, kind of; we were actually getting ready for the party. Ben was on the floor, practically rolling in agony from laughter. I’m not quite sure it was that funny.
In any event, Kelly’s bachelor party was on Saturday. It was a party of epic proportions that started out on Lake Union, moved to The Spaghetti Factory, then Buca Di Beppo’s, and finally back to the boat. The night ended with Kelly ralphing over the side of the boat: the first two times as a result of the Gentlemen Jack’s we were taking swigs of, the next three times due to “Peter’s fucking fettuccine.”
My computer is down, although I have a new one on the way. Unfortunately, photos will have to wait for my new computer to arrive, so check back in 3ish weeks.
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