“At last year’s Christmas party, the Sales Director told me that he had been on a stag weekend to Croatia, and during the trip they had gone out hunting with semi-automatic weapons… in the snow… in sub-zero temperatures. He then informed me that he had taken a shot at something he saw moving in the trees… and it turned out to be a human being.

He said he was then rushed into a blacked-out SUV and taken back to the 5-star hotel where they were staying and told by authorities never to mention it again.

An hour later at said Christmas party, he proceeded to get his cock out and ask a fellow male member of sales to “cup it… or at the very least cup my balls…”"

(thanks to Gemma)