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Iron
came. Iron conquered. Iron got wasted. With
the undying dedication of the most WILD crew EVER
in attendance... Stampede was done.
Conquered. Annihilated. Owned.
Put in its place. The Ironliver
& crew took 10 days
to
bring Stampede to its knees..
.. but what a 10
days it was. Here's the story:
I arrive Friday night.
Hmm.. what to do? .. Okay, lets
drink.
Lets go
to the
Roadhouse.. Lets DAnce... Trust me..
the Photos tell a very limited
story... Who's in town... only the
BEST CREW EVER.. (I'll be saying
this again) .. SATURDAY: 
BUSTLOOSE STAMPEDE PUB CRAWL.
Enough said? Can
8000
people
have a good time? Hells ya.. 
Our
crew must've taken up half the
freakin' bus.. the rest was filled
with hot
girls & wild guys just
trying to keep up.. 
the
IronLiver = Bus Captain. Who'd
figure eh?... But
I sure layed down the Strict RULES
on my Bus. "If
you're not wasted, the day is".. so
you BETTER be wasted buddy, or
you're chuggin' this beer. IF you
don't rock the bus with us, you're OUT. If you're not yelling & screaming, you're
OUT. If you puke on my lap,
you're OUT. See.. simple
rules make for
a wild party... 
"Words
alone Can NOT explain Stampede
madness. "  So
how wild did the pub crawl get? Do I
remember?.. I
remember going to the rooftop patio
of the whiskey.. and hearing the
Gare's now
infamous SERIOUSLY!!!! I remember going
to the last venue - Tequilla..
seeing waitresses wearing only chaps
& G-strings *wow*..  I
remember rounding up the crew &
walking to the stampede grounds...
just BUGGERED..
I
bet that 10 minute walk
took
us an hour... Scotty 2 Hottie trying
to tie up that poor cowgirl.. now
that's just mean... And
what the freak happened to 80%
of
GLD's shirt?? Where did it
go?.. and WOW.. The Cook shack
was Shakin' wild...because
of the
BEST CREW EVER..
and
well..that got us to about 9pm!..
After that.. it's that familiar
cowtown BLUR... Thank god for my Sony
T1. 
 Sunday.
Off to Predator Ridge,
Kelowna... for a day or two of
5-Star golf & relaxation.. STOP.
the freakin'
dumptruck blew it's water
pump. DAMMIT... but just a minor
setback.. Thank god we didn't have
to
clean that rental!.. I've never seen
the inside of an SUV look so blown
apart in my
life... almost like a
confetti bomb went off.. haha.. Party
Poppers RULE.
It didn't help that Bads fired off a
couple bottle of Silly String..
geesh...
Arrival
at Predator ridge chalet a little
late.. but we had a few beauties
there waiting (thanks CJ) .. and
then we Got FIRED
UP... Immediately
about 10 party poppers let loose
downstairs.. YeeeHaawww.. gotta love
those air-powered confetti
bombs.. Lets blow a few off on
the 7th green
below the
chalet.. and
make it look like a
circus
rolled through Predator..
Damm
that  video is $priceless$... Bads
& CJ.. putting golf balls at 5:30am...
IronLiver firing rounds of confetti
@ the golf balls... How did we
NOT
get in serious trouble for this one?
How did
green crews get that grass all
cleaned up by 8am ??? Did you see
them.. I
mean we literally destroyed that
green!..
** the weekend mystery **They
must've
been 
on their hands &
knees picking those **sparkling
flakes**
off that green... That's 1 Freebee.
Won't happen again... I won't
forget Big B
tearing a strip off
CJ... Hmm.. did it have something to
do with losing 6 golf clubs on the
course? ..or playing an illegal
stereo at the communal pool during
*quiet* time? .. Bads gets
ALL the
credit for crankin' it JUST as Big B
walks down... Muhuwahaha....
The golf was great.. playing on the
Perigrin 9 - when the course was
closed... benefits of knowing the
owner I guess... . Well I'm pretty
sure we lit that place up...
Headed back to Cowtown Tuesday
afternoon... AND..  
Well
let me check my photos.. cause I
don't know what happened tues.
night.. Ahhh yes.. I'm pretty sure
we got FIRED
UP
& hit
cowboys.. what else? What Can
we say about that place? Wild? Uh..
YA.. lots of hot ladies.. um,
YA.. Wild
country
dancing?..
um, YA... Two genuwine cowboys
with guns, holsters, spinning
belt buckles, cowboy boots, spurs,
hats, the works!?.. um YA.. MEET
IrOnLiver & Bads.. at
your
service Ma'am..
Now
WEDNESDAY... Have you ever done a
14hr Stampede Shift @ Cowboys?...
wholly crappolla.. There's one for
the books.. I know beer started
flowing down my throat at 11am...
and the time stamp on the photos
tell a story that goes to 3am with
me bads & Darian ending with a
tailgate party at my truck in the
Bankers Hall parkade... Could it
have got ANY
louder??.. 
And little
did I know at the time, but we met
the awesomest 5 girls from Van in
Cowboys.. the photos 
tell the
story.. But it doesn't stop
there.... Ring-Ring-Ring.. bads
phone goes off @ 10:30am thurs.. who
the F%$* calls at this time?.. Uh
"hello?.. "Hi.. this is the
girls from Van from last night..
lets got to the stampede
grounds" .. wow.. um ok..
Bads.. lets you & me pick
them
up.. DONE.. dYnaMiTE.
How awesome was that..  Raiding the
liquor store on 17th,.. buyin' out
their Malibu, raiding that dollar
store .. Hmm I'll say it again..
nothing like Malibu on ice in
slurpee cups... at the stampede
grounds with WILD people.. - nice
pom-poms girls - Like that doesn't
attract attention!... No worries,
bads & I have got you covered....
So back to the Hotel.. *Nice
suite*... LAdies! and then.. and then..
Wow.. 4 days of Tailgating on the
back of my pickup
in the gravel lot by coyotes..
partying @ Coyotes.. Hey Bads
- Think we had enough
Gid-Up
on?..
These spurs are diggin into my
ankles... "Are
you guys Hired Entertainment?"
- says Coyotes Beertub girl.
I loved being on the Budweiser Cam..
There's my Stampede 5 minutes of
fame. It's 7 o'clock..  lets
just go
to coyotes just for one drink then
see what we're doing.. - use up this
free drink
ticket.. cheeaa
right. 15
bottles
later, it's 12am & Bads & I
are once again FIRED UP.. &
gettin' the Van girls in
the back door...
WOW..
YIkes.. so FReakin a million
degrees
outside.. sweatin' my balls
off in this tight cowboy
shirt.. Lets sweat it out over
10 games of BUCK
HUNTER...
I"m SO glad the girls showed
up.. cause we were tired of being
hit on by
UGLY Old women.. I mean,
don't get me wrong, I like talking
to randoms.. but when you're boring
and dying
for attention..,
DON'T
grab my hat.. DON'T
take
my GuN,
...***Photographs
only please***..
Geesh.... did I SAY you could
blow my whistle? .. *** wow..
Iron & Bads losing
patience..*** Let's
exit for a HOTEL
party.... I'm enjoying
this escort out..
very fitting I must say.. So Once
again.... The days play out like a broken
record..
Wake Up in Hotel. Hungover.. Cab
ride to Truck, drive truck to Bads,
shower. Start drinking. Party.
Repeat. If sobriety persists for
more than 2 hours, take 3 doses of
Tequilla. Discontinue when seeing
double.
WOW... By the last
night & 10th day of Stampede.. -
saturday - I had to start a
little slow 'n easy at 11am
 sippin'
ceasars... I'm pretty sure we
were hanging out with a good team..
No, the BEST CREW EVER
4-sure... But lets see how you girls
handle
houseboating...
FYI I LOVE
breakfast. And remember Mr.
Dunn - zero effort. I mean ZERO...
. I think
jailbirds talk
'bout that
stuff.. Thanks guys for
noticing the ceasars we'ren't doing
anything to me and buying me 18 million
shots....
WOW
did I get FIRED
UP
for ALL the right reasons that last
night...wow.. This Madness.. just
TOPPED it ALL OFF..  It's
Sunday.. & I"m calling
it the END
of STAMPEDE 2004.
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Stampede 2004
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