The morning after any bachelor party will be a rough one. Either by alcohol, regret, or just too tired to function at all. And this morning after the bachelor party was no different.
I woke up at 9 and already knew it was going to be a rough day. I was supposed to at a marina by 9:30 for Jennifer's going away party and Austin was supposed to be at work at 9 and he works at least 40 minutes away.
Paul and I quickly made out way to the marina to get on the 2 story party boat that was filled with enough drinks and jello shots to make a frat party look bad. The boat also had a decent slide and two areas to jump off of. And just to make clear, that before we sailed off, the captain of the boat specifically pointed out these 2 areas and not to jump off anywhere else. That will come back to haunt on of the passengers of the boat in a very hurtful, yet hilarious manner.
After about an hour and a half out in the middle of the lake and it congratulated Jennifer on going to the Navy, it was jumping time. Everyone was following the Captain's orders and jumping off of only the 2 designated areas except for 1. And that 1 was the fearless Paul.
Ok, let me set this up. In the rear of the boat (whether it is the 1st or 2nd floor) there is a guard rail that comes a little over waist high. The flooring of the 2nd floor of the boat is that astro turf that you will find at putt putt or something similar to that.
Paul thought that it would be a good idea, and I will be honest we thought it would be, if he staked 2 coolers near each other and used them as a ladder in order to jump over the railing. Before he jump, Paul did make sure he could at least make the jump by acting it out and everything seemed that it would work.
As Paul was getting ready to make his dare devil debut, one of the guys said that he should dry his feet off before jumping the coolers. Paul said that he would be ok if he didn't and then it was up the Water Gods to determine his fate.
The second Paul's right foot hit the cooler, it was all downhill from there. He immediately lost balance and fell right into the railing, hitting his right hip, went overboard while hitting the outside back wall of the boat before finally landed pretty hard in to the water.
When he hit the water, the whole group let out a collective laugh quickly followed by a noticeably loud gasp. I was laughing the whole time. When Paul finally surfaced and said he was ok and it was time to resume to party again.
After a few more hours on the lake, some jello shots, and a couple of jumps from the designated area, it was time to head back to shore. Even though I love to be nautical, it was good to be back on dry land because I was exhausted and was in dire need of some food and a nap.After a couple of hours of sleep, it was time to go to Stephanie Ruth's bday party.
The birthday party was held at Stephanie's house and there was a nice turn out for this occasion. Food, beer, boxed wine, and MMA fights were all available at everyone's disposal.
The party ended and everyone had a great time and some others may have a too good of a time due to alcohol, games, and maybe even more alcohol.
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