As promised, here are pics from the bachelorette party.
Not sure what's going on that hand, but my other has a drink, so it's cool.
It looks broken, but I think it's just THAT complicated.
But, wha... I mean, how...?
My SILs, in a state of competence.
Hey, did anyone forget a dildo?
My coffee table. Sex toys, wine and watermelon. Sounds about right.
Someone needs a smoke after all that.
On to dinner!
Hmm, what to order?
Patiently awaiting my order...
Wa hoo! Who needs food?
Just kidding. I definitely need food.
Bring on the Latin dancers!
And the one Latin clapper...
Dance party: This is what we thought we looked like, all soft and cool.
This is what we really looked like.
Posing with the Latin dancer (fuck the clapper).
SILs, in a less-than-competent state.
More pointing. It's better than clapping.
...But not better than DANCING.
The walk home, attempting it on their own.
Getting a little more assistance. Walking is hard.
If any of that didn't make sense to you, go back and read the bachelorette party recap. It will all come together.