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PRAGUE STAG DO !!!!

PRAGUE STAG DO !!!!

We decided to go to Prague, thirty two stags and best man
It was alway's gonna get messy, sex, drugs and alchohol, in the plan
We met at the airport, before the rising sun
Breakfast and alcohol shouldn't be mixed, on a stag do, it had to be done!!
One or two lads were pissed already, as we made our way to the plane
We'd already downed at least four pint,s, the alchohol went straight to the brain
The stewardess sighed as we boarded, to this poor girl it was just a job
Could see in her eyes, she wasn't amused at the thought of waitressing yobs
The anticipation electric , something you could almost smell
Two hours later ,our journey over, we dumped the bags at the hotel
The first bar we hit, was full of drunken old Czechs
We wanted sexy dancing girls, not Eastern European wrecks !!
So we followed the crowds towards the lights, arriving at Wenceslas Square
Two thousand people had gathered around, all looking straight up in the air
"WTF they looking at" said one of the lads , "can't see any girls up there"
"Its history you fool" said a German dude, "don't you realise how long it's been there"!!!!
Off we went on our quest for action, we wern't there to see some old clock
Our stag was primed and ready to go, the last legal use of his cock!!!
We saw a sign outside a bar, sexy exotic dancers
That was the green light, the starters gun, for thirty three horny chancers
We shuffled past security, Russians built like tanks
The moment of truth had arrived at last, hope the stags not firing blanks
We sat down at a table, within seconds "the girls" arrived
A dozen gorgeous supermodels, with pound signs in their eyes
"Take your pick" the stag was urged, a tough decision to make
Every girl was stunning, some natural or cosmetically fake
The girl he chose was beautiful, a look of Abbey Clancy
When he got to the bedroom he lost his nerve, it was deception he didn't fancy
Can't really say I blame him, the girl wasn't after his heart
Not exactly enticing, when its money that makes her legs part
We took him back to the hotel, not to mention it, we made a pact
A better start to married life, his conscience still intact
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BLOSSOM

Men do have a conscience then lol!!!! Nice write Jason, a tale many men will be able to relate to or be extremely jealous of ha ha!!  

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Jason Lee

Haha, bottled it, conscience, I'll let the readers decide!!! Thanks for reading Clair, your comments are always appreciated :)

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