The Bachelor Party

"It's my cousin, his bachelor party is next weekend," Ken starts to explain.

"Aw nice should be a good time!"

"Oh ya, sure. That's not the issue John," Ken seemed confused by your interjection.

"Go on-"

"Well I was thinking, remember how you asked me to lend you some money the other day," John needed about $10,000 for a new welder and he knew Ken had money to spare. He was going to pay him back, eventually.

"Ya? don't really see how that's relevant," You weren't sure where he was going with this.

"Well the thing is, I promised that I could provide some hostesses for the party. I said I had a couple girlfriends that would be willing to fill in," Ken was extra sheepish with this revelation.

"Now why would you promise something like that?" John didn't like where this was going.

"I don't know man, my cousin has always been the life of the party. Maybe part of me wanted to let him know that I also was good with the ladies," Ken was floundering.

"By bringing waitresses?" John couldn't stop himself from snorting.

"More like party girls who also serve drinks, like those instagram models that get hired for parties," Ken was sounding less intelligent by the second, John kept thinking how did this guy have so much more money than him.

"So now you need instagram girls... Ken you work at home, you don't go to the gym and I've literally never seen you talk to a girl, where are you getting these models," John didn't want to lay into the guy but also felt like he needed a serious reality check.