The Bloody Awful Hen's Party

Well, it was a busy Australia Day with Carolyn, Chrissie and me making dresses. It was about 4pm in the arvo when a couple of gals from work showed up. I was wondering why they were then when one of them casually said "Happy Hen's Party" . I was shocked and pissed off all in one go. I felt panic and terror because I so did not want this. Gradually more girls turned and I resigned myself to the cocktail party that unfolded. I was not impressed about drinking out of a plastic penis but after a few cocktails my concern dwindled. It was a bit stupid because I dropped about 15 straws down the shaft and it was pretty annoying.

Here are some of the girls very early on in the piece...










It all started to go wrong about here when the shooters came out. I should have a warning tattooed to me saying "do not feed shooters". Once I start, that's it...it's all over and I have to have as many as I can physically tolerate. Chrissie and Suzanne I have photo evidence it was you!!

Truly evil...Carolyn I see you in the background!

For those of you who don't know, I went home at 10:30pm (thanks heaps Emma) to poor Josh and proceeded to vomit from 12-7am with Josh looking after me. I was totally so sick (when I told Paul this bought back similar memories for him of a terror trip to a Cairns conference last year).

Chrissie the bar keep on fire-she looks like the Statue of Liberty!

So, this was the end of result of the night. They tied me to a chair until i complied with them dressing me up as some sort of drag queen. Makeup was compliments of Chrissie, Nads and Emma (revenge is sweet).

So if you were hoping for a full expozay-bad luck because the photos were taken on my digital camera.

I will not forget this girls. I guess I have to thank you for your effort so THANKYOU:)