I think Ben certainly prefers male company.

He said "It reminds me of being in a resturant having a nice time with someone ,and there is a Hen Party at the table near by.You just want them to die "

I've got to agree....

I'm sure he'd give them all a double kiss and a drapey hug, tell them how marvellous they are and how fond he is of them, before they die.

Me too.

And me.

id die without a good hen party in a restaurant

.................and dave will back him up on that!!

Those ones where they all have pink glittery cowboy hats on and printed t shirts do make you want to get a bit violent though, no?

Of course he would. He's a dear friend. Steve knows that, don't you Steve?

I was abroad recently and our group encountered a hen party who said the reason they were there is because it was a "sausage fest" and there was "loads of young cock". 

Mykonos...?

My hubby was on the Stag do (delightfully named Catflaps, the revenge) and it involved the obligatory gimp masks and dwarves handcuffed to the groom 24 hours a day.
The hen's were like moths to a flame.

lol, no.  It was Morzine - seemed a funny place for a hen party to be but it's full of cyclists and base jumpers etc etc at this time of year - hence the large number of fit, young men for them. 


Was a stag do there too who insisted on talking to each other in pirate speak all the time.  Bunch of twats. 

cyclists and base jumpers......



*Scratches Morzine off of possible holiday destinations*.

The cows were ok

The cows and goats were epic