Targets And Tits
Bucks mission brief
Targets And Tits starts on a hosted clay range: a private session just for your group, a warm-up round to find your eye, then a 10-target shootout with bragging rights on the line and an instructor running it so even the never-fired-a-gun blokes look sharp. From there it's a reserved booth at the CBD sports bar we run bucks groups through exclusively, beer waiting before you've sat down, a burger built properly, and the Buck finding a bonus pint next to his. The night closes in a private lounge: a drink on arrival, then an hour held just for you, three shows and four girls, the Buck copping the full treatment last, before the room opens up and the night keeps going. Check your date before it's gone.
Game Plan
$279.00 per person, with a minimum of 12 attendees.
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All of your package customisations will show up right here!Targets And Tits doesn't waste time working out what kind of night this is. Shotguns first, then dinner, then whatever's left of the Buck's dignity, all in one straight run instead of scattered guesses at what the group actually wants.
The group rolls onto a private range, handed straight to a professional instructor who runs the safety basics and gets everyone loaded and ready before anyone's had time to get nervous about it. No public session bleeding into yours, no queue for a lane: this one's booked out for your crew alone.
Twenty clays each in the warm-up round while everyone finds their eye and the trash talk starts building, then it's straight into the ten-target shootout, the real one, where accuracy actually counts and bragging rights are on the line for the rest of the night. Somebody's going to be unbearable about winning. Somebody else is going to hear about missing every single one.
From the range it's straight into a reserved booth at the CBD sports bar we run every bucks group through, ours and ours alone for the afternoon. A beer's waiting before anyone's properly sat down, the game's up on the big screens, and there's a pool table close by if the group wants to keep the competition going.
The food lands properly: a Wagyu beef burger, a Southern fried chicken burger, or a plant-based beef with corn chips for whoever needs it, stacked high and built to actually fill blokes up rather than leave them hanging out for the next stop. The Buck finds a bonus pint sitting next to his because that's just how the round lands when he's the one everyone's there for, and the toasts start before anyone's finished the first bite.
Once the plates are cleared and the last round's called, the group moves into a private lounge, entry sorted for every single one of you, and a drink on arrival, house spirit and mixer or a beer, whatever the night calls for.
Then the hour that's genuinely just yours starts: a single girl fantasy strip to open it, a soapy bath show with two girls turning the temperature up properly, and to finish it off, the Buck gets pulled into a dominatrix show built entirely around him, wax, shaving cream and all the humiliation the boys have been waiting all night to watch. Four different girls across the three shows, every one of them private, nobody outside your group in the room.
Once the shows wrap, the room doesn't close on you: the group's welcome to keep the night going in the main lounge for as long as it runs, no clock on it, no rush to leave.
You're not the one running it either. You get to stand at the range with the rest of them, eat your own burger in the booth, and watch the shows instead of watching the door. The night you built for everyone else, you actually get to be in.
One private range, one exclusive booth, one hour that's entirely the Buck's, all on the one date. Check yours before it's taken.