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Monday, March 10, 2008
Just as the ladies were having the hen party, the guys headed their bucks night.
the raid that came hours later, were not planned. just, just not part of the plan. someone, must have somehow leaked the private den. 8 ladies quiet (well not so!!haha) affair were ambushed by 15 over topless!! hungry men! during / post effect - the whole hen/bucks night turned disastrous. Disastrously naughty, chaotic and full of anxiety. we couldn't keep our noise level down. even the suite cant hold over twenty notorious adults. of which we were politely given extra treatment from the hotel mgt. heh! i panted in between, gasped for tryg to hold my breath together. thankfully, my sanity got me. as it was said that i am toxicated by (not alcoholic substances) the whole happening til today. it was truly a sleepless, high live affair in the city.. |
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