Not one, but TWO (!!!) instances of nuptial tasing were recently brought to my attention. The first involves a Californian groom who was tased by police after adopting a “fighting stance” when police were called in to investigate a too-loud reception. The second…well, see for yourself.
Last I heard, bachelor parties involved great quantities of booze with slightly smaller quantities of boobs. A group of men in Knox County, Maine apparently thought the usual pre-wedding rituals were simply too ho-hum, and decided to switch things up a bit. Lucky for us, they videotaped the entire extravaganza!
Unfortunately there’s no way to embed the vid here, so you’ll have to follow the link. I can, however, sum up the party for you: The groom-to-be was tased, handcuffed, tied him up with duct tape, oiled and feathered, and paraded through downtown strapped to a lawn chair.
I cringed watching the antics of what are supposedly grown men–though I have my doubts–and hope you cringe, too. Getting tased is no laughing matter, and yet the entirety of the video is full of the yuck-yuck-yucking of the groom-to-be’s buddies. It’s hard to tell whether the feathered fella is perhaps a Jackass fan and thus into it, but he does seem pretty unsteady on his feet after getting zapped. I vote that he find a new group of friends, stat, and I frankly pity the poor bride-to-be.
Yikes! That’s appalling! I could at least see how someone might think getting the groom-to-be loaded and making him do something stupid in public was funny, but this…words fail me. Tasering someone multiple times is dangerous. And duct tape can be painful to remove, especially in these sorts of amounts.
With friends like that, who needs enemies?
I wonder where my my home state that other wedding was. No city/town was noted in the report. Then again, not knowing I can pretend that it was as far as possible from where I live. Yes, I think I’ll take comfort in that, stick my fingers in my ears and go ‘lalalallalallaaa’ a lot.
I like how you put it, Twistie — if the groom wants to do something stupid on his own after one too many drinks, that’s fine. But utter humiliation? Who are these crazies?!
Considering what that guy chooses for his friends, one shudders to think what the bride might be like. . .
I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that her bachelorette party involved a great many penis-themed props, daisyj.
pretty sad, huh? i’ve just never gotten the whole bachelor party point anyway…best idea i’ve heard of is what a co-worker and her husband-to-be did — they had a jack and jill party at one of those kiddie adventure sort of places where you do those little race cars, bumper cars and boats, that sort of thing, kind of like when we were kids…
That sounds wicked fun, patricia! Had The Beard and I wanted more pre-nuptial parties, we probably would have done something like that. We both have lots of friends of both genders, so it wouldn’t have made a lot of sense for him to have a stag party and for me to have a hen party. It would have meant excluding a lot of people we like from our respective parties!