Well, let the drama begin. After what happened tonight at Mike’s bachelor party, I really don’t see how Rachel will go through with the wedding Saturday. I know she has put a lot of work into the ordeal, and I know that bachelor parties are supposed to be one last night of freedom, no questions asked, but Mike really crossed the line. Photographs were taken, and I’m embarassed to have been a part of such an amoral event.
It’s so sad to see things blow up like this. Mike, Mr. Clean himself… Inebriated and regurgitating all night… Loud an obnoxious. Womanizing with every piece of meat that came near us. And then, as if he hadn’t caused enough damage… Going home with a MAN! What a sick bastard.
Poor Rachel. Darlin’, if you need someone to talk to I’m here. I’ll help you contact all the guests and tell them the whole thing is off.
Shame on you, Mike. I had no idea.