King Kyall's Bucks

I still remember the first time I met the groom - it was his Birthday in East Village, London. I had hugged his now fiancée mistaking it for somebody else. That embarrassment aside he was a key figure in my London chapter where we traveled around Europe, hung out at his apartment, and just got up to a lot of mischief, particularly involving protein tubs and my basement. So it was fitting that his final trip as a bachelor would be celebrated in Bangkok.
 
The lack of detail is deliberate. I remember the food was nice. I haven't slept for 48 hours ...