Two years ago, myself and 5 friends were travelling abroad for a stag weekend, I was to be a groomsman at the wedding, the groom, best man and two other groomsmen were in attendance. Things started in the airport on the way out, with the groom getting plastered to the point we were nearly refused boarding. Upon arrival at the hotel, we were drunk, but unhappy at the groom, who could be described as a *** at the best of times. Loud, brash, annoying, a belligerent sort of turd who looks funny at people hoping to cause a reaction.
Anyway we had a full weekend of entertainment and drinking planned, and it seemed like gobby was going to ruin his own stag weekend. Myself and the best man voiced this at breakfast the next morning before a very hung over loudmouth joined us for breakfast. It was suggested I made a pharmacist run, and so I did, some cash, some extra cash and a smile and I'd obtained what I wanted.
The groom's recovery pint of water was laced with a laxative, as was his hair of the dog pint, and within the time it took us to get back to the rooms and get ready to depart to the first activity he was firmly resident on the porcelain phone.
We had a great weekend, always making sure to pop back to see him every so often, to ensure he was drinking plenty of fluids. We were such a caring lot... Topping up his drink t make sure he was out of our way, and not ruining his weekend. He thought we were the best, not leaving him behind and always checking back on him.
The turd still nearly ruined his own wedding two weeks later.