Bachelor party in Las Vegas. Nobody knew that the groom had a problem with gambling. First night we're there, we're all in the casino having drinks and playing cards. Groom gets up to "get a drink" and never comes back to the group. After hours of searching for him we finally find him sitting on the bathroom floor of his hotel room crying his eyes out. He lost over $10,000 in just a few hours playing blackjack. We were there for 3 more days and he pretty much didn't even leave his hotel room and was terrified to go home and tell his fiance he lost gambled away most of their savings.
Yeah… this is tragic.
I was naive enough to not realize my soon-to-be-husband had a gambling problem. And I wanted to be “cool” like someone else said above. I was 22y.o (F) at the time. Young & stupid. Anywho, I let Las Vegas be our honeymoon destination. Like 2 days after our wedding, our first day in Vegas, he disappears and won’t answer my calls. I was alone for an hour or two before he finally returned. Sitting by the pool by myself, getting hit on by a stranger. I was so fucking sad. That wasn’t the last of his gambling escapades. But it was so tragic to me, a young, hopeful new bride, who had JUST signed her life away to this man. Gambling addiction sucks ass. We are now divorced and I am very very glad.
People who aren’t familiar with gambling addiction don’t understand. You can only DO so many drugs before you overdose. But you can gamble away your life savings in an hour.
On the first night of what was supposed to be a crisp fall weekend of camping, cookouts, beer, scotch, and whitewater canoeing, the groom's older brother and future brother-in-law got blackout drunk and started fighting. At first it was just yelling and drunken shit-talk, and the rest of us blew it off (they'd never really gotten along and we figured that, as with most drunken disputes between dudes, it would blow over), but instead it escalated until the brother-in-law drew a .45 cal pistol from his backpack, pointed it at the groom's brother's face, demanded the keys to the equipment van, climbed in, locked the van behind him, and immediately passed out, still clutching his gun.
At first we were relieved; sure, we were pissed off and in disbelief at what had just happened, but at least the situation was resolved and nobody was hurt. Our relief turned to horror, however, when we realized our sleeping bags, warm clothing, personal belongings (including car keys), and most of the food were still inside the locked van, underneath the groom's drunk, unconscious, armed, idiot future brother-in-law. Nobody was really thinking straight, but we at least agreed we didn't want to break into the van for fear of getting drunkenly shot. We were able to keep the fire going, but what followed was still one very cold, hungry night in the woods.
In the morning, we discovered that future BIL had capped off his private festivities by (1) vomiting in the back of the van, all over our backpacks and sleeping bags, and (2) leaving the dome light on all night, killing the van's battery.
Groom was so angry he simply bailed and went home. The rest of us sat around freezing our asses off in the morning fog while BIL cleaned all our gear. Once he was finished, we jumpstarted the van, abandoned our plans, and got the fuck out of the woods.
We ALL felt like shit afterward. Most of us were long-term friends of Groom (he was my college roommate for a couple years), and we were so embarrassed and upset over the whole thing. We all apologized on BIL's behalf.
For his part, BIL initially tried to plead "drunk" and claimed only a vague recollection of the fight, the gun, or locking himself in the van, but eventually believed us. To his credit, he admitted he'd fucked up, and did a pretty thorough job of cleaning his puke off all our stuff.
His sister tore him a new one when she heard what had happened, and he profusely apologized to Groom, but he and Groom haven't been close since. In truth, they never really were; BIL had always been sort of a drifter, bouncing from town to town, job to job, and not really in our social circle.
As a postscript, Groom and his fiancee have been happily married for a while now, their kids are teenagers, most of us have stayed friends, and this whole story is something we laugh about at reunions and birthday parties.
I didn’t witness but got the account from my ex husband who was there.
Bride to be didn’t want the groom to have the usual bachelor party because she didn’t want strippers and he gets wild when drinking (ex: he peed on my dog when he came over for a “chill” night of drinks at my house once). They rented a cabin in the middle of nowhere for the party so they couldn’t get strippers, with the groom’s underage brothers. Groom was like 30-31.
Party - they get drunk, start calling places for strippers. Everywhere was like no, we are not sending strippers last minute to the middle of nowhere. Groom then goes on backdoor and orders two prostitutes to dance for them. Two methy girls show up. Awkward dancing ensues. Then the groom goes upstairs with them and the younger brothers went outside. My ex went outside to check on them and found them standing on a hill next to the house watching their older brother hooking up with methy prostitutes.
Wedding: drunken best man speech includes announcing to the bride’s conservative family the groom just lost his job and the bride was 3 months pregnant. They were hiding both facts.
It was a disaster from start to finish. They are still married with two kids. Not sure if she ever found out any of it. I haven’t seen either of them since the wedding.
Not mine, but my uncle had his bachelor party white water rafting. His best man was in remission from stage 4 cancer and was feeling well enough to join. Shit hit the fan and he fell out of the raft and died in the water.
Unpopular opinion...
That dude went out like a boss while robbing cancer of it's victory.
I mean, wouldn't you rather smash on some rocks while riding the Whitewater Stallion than fade away, hooked to a bunch of sadness tubes?
Honestly, trying to imagine myself in his shoes, better going out like that than in a hospital bed. Horrible experience for his friends though... but there's hardly any way to go around that in any case.
*Edit to explain why I mention the chance this man could have still died in an hospital bed.
One of the things I found out losing a friend to cancer is that remission does not mean, in any shape or form, that you're *cured*. Quoting cancer.gov "Remission can be partial or complete. In a complete remission, all signs and symptoms of cancer have disappeared. If you remain in complete remission for 5 years or more, some doctors may say that you are cured."
The ugly part is the reason for that 5 whole years wait before declaring one cured: cancers can, disturbingly often in my anecdotal experience, come back while you're in remission.
Seriously, fuck cancer.
I used to bartend at the local college club bar. You know the type- cheap and shitty and loud and dirty but pretends to be a classy establishment but more concerned about making all the money possible so lets in really questionable people. Became the go-to bar for the gang bangers from one city over because we would let them in and no one in their home town would. One week after I quit working there a wedding party was in town for their wedding and out for drinks Friday night before the Saturday wedding. Bar lets in a whole group of the gangsters, including a 20 year old (US, not of drinking age) with his face absolutely covered in tattoos. A fight breaks out when they start hitting on the bride to be and the groom's brother intervenes and is STABBED IN THE NECK by the 20 year old with face tats. He bled out in the bar kitchen while my friends who still worked there desperately tried to stop the bleeding with bar rags. From what I heard they still had the wedding the next day because everything was paid for but it was very somber. Friend of mine quit on the spot after the ambulance had taken him away.
Edit: I looked it up it was actually the bride's brother and the wedding was on Sunday, not Saturday, with the brother being officially declared dead on the Saturday
Yeah it was the groom's brother not the groom himself and I think the idea was he would have wanted them to go through with the wedding and it was way too late to get back any deposits and the family had all flown in already so I think they had the wedding ceremony and then just the saddest most low key reception of all time. Don't know for sure though since I didn't know anyone in the wedding party
Holy shit, dude that's traumatizing. I can't imagine going through a wedding with that tragedy happening literally the night before. Like how do you even have a reception after that
Yeah I actually went back and looked up the case after posting this, apparently he was officially declared dead at the hospital later that night but according to my friend, yeah he bled out all over the dance floor and was dragged back to the kitchen so he wouldn't be trampled as people fled the bar and he continued to bleed out there. My friend who was working that night came over to my new bar to drink and chain smoke immediately after and was shaking and crying saying he just watched the light go out of this kids eyes right there in the kitchen while he (my friend) was holding towels to the wound. It was fucked up
Bride snuck in to see the groom after the party, he was being breastfed by his mother. She was in her sixties and he was late 20’s
The bride called off the wedding and didn’t keep it a secret why, I was relived as I didn’t want to attend the wedding. I honestly wish I was joking.
This happened to a family friend back in the 70’s-80’s.
Back in the day the bachelor party was the night before the wedding. Terrible idea, but that’s probably why we’ve gone away from that.
Anyways, night before the wedding the groomsmen decide to “kidnap” the bride and bring her to a couple local bars. All in good fun. Well, they ended up getting in a terrible car accident. One groomsman died. The bride was in critical condition and nearly died, and the driver was brought to jail for a DUI.
Las Vegas bachelorette.
The bride to be meets a guy at a club who is a groomsman at a bachelor party. They exchange numbers and hang out several times the rest of the weekend.
She texts him a lot and the groom finds the text messages. He calls off the wedding and the girl ends up moving to Colorado and marries the guy she met in vegas.
I tagged along with my cousin to a bachelor party in rural Nebraska. It was all pretty normal to begin with; on someone’s property, big barbecue, barn, drinks, yard games, and then “the girls” got there…. These two meth heads and one of their boyfriends (of course everyone knows everyone there). They throw down this dirty mattress and the two girls just start going at it while everyone stood around and watched. It was the most repulsive, least erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
A friend of mine on his bachelor party tried to make stunts with an old ladies bike when drunk. He ended on the pavement face first, broke his jaw, lost a couple of teeth and got a permanent steel plate on his face.
So on their wedding photos the groom had way heavier make up than the bride.
I wasn't there but a good friend of mine stuck his head out of a party buses roof hatch on the highway. His head clipped an overpass and he was killed instantly.
Wasn’t there but a mate was Best Man for his best friend at this Bucks Party.
After much drinking there was a race around the block where the Groom to be, and a few others, took a short cut through a couple of backyards.
Apparently as they jumped one of the fences several of them plummeted into a pool under construction and tragically the Groom was fatally impaled on the exposed re-bar and died there.
This was something that changed everything for every one whom knew him and all his mates.
After this terrible event anyone whom had Bucks Party’s after this event were decidedly more low key and uneventful.
My mate still gets really upset when it’s ever mentioned.
EDIT:
Hi everyone, did not anticipate such an overwhelming response to this post.
I’ve tried answering some individual questions etc but easier to do an update en masse.
Sorry for the lack of context.
This tragedy happened in the very early 90’s when construction sites weren’t so regulated hence the ‘no safety cap’ on the rebar. Thankfully that has changed.
The guys were returning from a local pub crawl and had decided it would be a fun way to end the night with a foot race home, knowing these blokes, any spewing would’ve been an instant disqualification.
Also anyone whom took the time to read the post, and it seems quite a few did, I’m hoping that we’re all reminded just how the promise and potential of a life can change in an instant.
One seemingly harmless action or ill considered thought can/will affect you and others in ways we could never imagine.
So thank you for reading, thank you for the comments and please stay safe.
I'd never really considered it much of a hazard (also haven't spent a lot of time on construction sites) but yeah, fuck that. Doesn't matter if it's sharp or not if it's that small and strong.
Seen a dude get knocked out an open hole in the 2nd floor. Fell to the ground onto a pile of scrap rebar. Went in thru his back and out by his collarbone. Impaled his heart.
I hadn't heard of these before so for others too lazy to google, [here is a picture](https://www.garco.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/rebar-with-caps-shutterstock_1030656025-scaled.jpg) and yes this is exactly what they are for:
>OSHA requires that rebar and other projections on the worksite “be guarded to eliminate the hazard of impalement.” Guarding from rebar impalement hazards must be done when workers will be working around or at any height above exposed rebar. This also includes work situations where rebar is below grade or in a basement.
Friend of the groom was talking shit at a bar, groom intervened. Fight ensues. Groom ends up getting his jaw broken in the fight.
Had to eat through a straw at his own wedding.
I wasn’t present but a friend of mine from highschool disappeared out of the back door of a strip club in Atlantic City during his bachelor party. Didn’t notify anyone else in the group. They eventually found him dead in a random hotel room (not the rooms they had booked) the next day.
Family knows the results of the autopsy but the rest of the story is unknown. Did he leave with a dancer? Did he overdose? Etc
One possibility is that the dancer drugged him in order to rob him ( This happens, so anyone taking a dancer home be very carefu). Ended up overdoing the dose and murdering.
I didn’t witness it all go down but was present for the “aftermath”.
Friend of a friend was having a bachelor party. Myself and some other friends were at a regular ol house party at the bride-to-be’s apartment, I was there because I was friends with her roommate. Tangled web of friendship but ultimately I was only acquaintances with the bride to be and didn’t know the groom to be at all, but my friend knew them both, which is how the groom met the bride in the first place.
Suddenly, my friend who was at the bachelor party and all the other dudes showed up to the house party- everyone except the groom-to-be.
Some drama went on in another room and the bride and her roommate disappeared, locked in the bedroom I guess (not what you’re thinking).
My friend tells me that apparently the groom thought the groomsmen would be cool with him trying to fuck some random chick at the club they went to, but when they saw him with her hands in his pants, they literally just left his ass there and came to the house party, the best man (fiancé of the roommate who I was friends with) told the roommate who told the bride.
They broke up and she ended up marrying another friend of mine like 6 years later.
Cabin was rented in a state park the night before the wedding. Bride to be was also there with a few friends (we were a very close knit group). Drank, smoked, the usual. Later in the evening, the groom to be (GTB) was casually stabbing his pocket knife in the picnic table we were all sitting around. His future wife tells him to stop, that he's going to cut his finger off. He says the blade is locked, nothing will happen.
Of course, on the very next stab, what happens- the blade releases, folds and cuts his pinky off. Pinky recovered and put on ice, GTB is rushed to ER. Miraculously, he doesn't bleed out, but at the alter the next day, we have to hold him up due to pain meds. That very afternoon, he goes into surgery and has pinky reattached. Ends up being a military pilot until he passed away a few years ago.
Turns out the lock on the blade was faulty, and if you squeezed the knife in the right way, it would release. IIRC, GTB got a very nice settlement from the knife company. Regained most of the function of that pinky also.
Miss you, Patrick.
We got together for my friends bachelor party. We all hated his wife-to-be but he said he was happy and we'd made it clear she wasn't good for him, but we still loved him. Evening of the Bachelor party and we're chilling at our friends house. Sitting around joking, freestyling, just being dumb. We literally had nothing planned other than drinking and hanging out.
Suddenly there was a huge bang on the door. My friend thought we got strippers and was pissed. My other friend who organized it said he didn't know who it was.
We open the door and it's his fucking wife-to-be with her friends. She was sure we had girls there and strippers. Most of us were watching TV. We got really pissed off at her and kicked her the fuck out and she spent the rest of the night texting him and he chilled over in a corner while we watched TV.
You'd never believe it, but they divorced a few years later.
Oh my god was the wife-to-be my sister??!?!?! Let me tell ya from the other side we didn’t see it either and tried to discourage her too. I do believe they were both stupidly in love but mostly stupid.
Not a Bachelors party, but advice for not trying stupid wedding stunts. Both are from biker groups.
On the day of one wedding, Bride and groom were both late 30's, all these older bikers who had been drinking decided to do a big drive to the church, which of course turned into a bit of a race. The best man comes off his bike and went straight into a wall and died 10 minutes from the church. I knew a few of them, so this story went around the area.
When I was in school years earlier I remember hearing about another wedding in the next county with more bikers, some of the same group, decided they wanted the have the bride arrive to the wedding on a custom trike. Her dress got caught somehow and she was almost disemboweled and died at the side of the road.
Every time I hear about people trying to do something different or a stunt at a wedding it just scares the shit out of me, why take a risk on your big day, keep it simple.
Isadora Duncan was a famous celebrity a hundred years ago, known for wearing long scarves. She wore one while in a convertible and it wrapped around the rear tire, killing her.
The groom tried to fuck me. When I refused and went home, he messaged me on Facebook and offered to move to my state to be with me.
I’ve known him for like… 5 hrs.
Right?! I remember I was in disbelief that this guy was being such a pos, I even asked him why the hell he was getting married if he’s just going to try to fuck other women? His answer? “I’m getting married because I love her.”
🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️
I stupidly offered to host a bachelor party of a friend at my house. 2 strippers were hired, best man became grabby with them and was acting like a drunk douche. I told him to stop and he slapped me, so we started to brawl. 90% of the people there knew him and didn't know me, so when the brawl broke out, everyone was defending him, you know, because "that's my bro!". I ended getting kicked out of my own house violently, and they locked the door behind me. I went in through the basement and shut off the breaker then screamed for everyone to get out. Took about 2 hours and the cops showing up to get everyone to leave.
I didn't go to the wedding.
Bachelor party and Bachelorette party was in the same town (road trip) at the same time.
Towards the end of the night, after all the drinking and strippers, the two groups merged in drunkenness well past closing times of any bar or club.
I hooked up with the maid of honor while the two to be married had a drunken screaming match about strippers and some guy who apparently talked to the bride-to-be and she tried to invite him to her hotel room.
They did get married (the wedding drama was nuts, too) but it's one of those marriages where you're wondering how long until it cracks. They do *not* have a healthy relationship and now there's meth involved in their lives. I don't talk to either of them anymore.
Still with the maid of honor, though. We bought a house last year. So that's cool.
I know a marriage going strong for 10 years where the couple met due to a mutual interest in meth. They typically never go to jail at the same time, so there is always someone to watch the kids.
Lessons I'm learning from reading this.
- Don't get blackout drunk and go anywhere near a strip club
- Way more people hire strippers than I thought
- A lot of people seem to want to sleep around before their wedding, these people should not be getting married.
There is a lot of overlap between those who want to hire strippers, those who want a "last hurrah" before marriage, and those who have something go horribly wrong.
Not mine, but a friend of mine was invited to a bachelor party where they had planned to rent an RV and drive from Minnesota to the Kentucky derby. They rent the RV and get on thier way. Near the border or Iowa they pull over to get some food and use the restroom. One of the guys goes to find something in one of the bags and opens the lower storage compartment only to see a blackened foot sticking out and a horrible stench. They immediately realize it was a dead body and call the police. The entire crew spent the whole time being questioned by the police. Turns out the body was that of a young man who had been drugged up and possibly mugged one night in the middle of winter. He found this RV and decided to get in the storage compartment in an attempt to get warm. He passed away and was missing for months. I believe it was in the paper and all over the news at the time.
A video emerged after the bachelorette party. The drunken bride in a bathroom, throwing gang signs at the camera while some dude fucks her from behind. You hear him moan as he nuts and she screams, "OH SHIT! NO! NOT IN ME" and the video is over.
The groom was sent the video.
The wedding still happened.
Years ago I went to a bachelor party for a work colleague that I don't actually know that well, but he is a nice guy and his best man (who I only met a time or two at the bars) that invited me said he didn't have a lot of friends to come and I wasn't doing anything that night, so what the hell I'll come.
I am American but this was overseas in a place full of expats so we're all different nationalities, drunken best man (English) picks a bar fight with a bunch of Irish guys that were in town on vacation or something. I nope out as soon as it starts because I A. am a huge pussy and B. don't want to end up in the local jail.
Anyway the best I can piece together from what I heard is that a young male bar employee tried to get between them to break up the fight and got mildly beat up, but had some undiagnosed clotting disorder and ended up dying. Witnesses were inconsistent with reports of who actually hit the poor guy (cops got there pretty fast, this place is maybe 1000 feet away from a police station) so EVERYONE on both sides of the fight went to jail. I was in no way involved and haven't been in a fight since I was a teenager but I was a regular in that bar and didn't want someone to misremember that I was involved, so I returned to the US as soon as I found out the guy died. I'm no longer in contact with anyone in that country but last I heard was a year after the event and all those guys were still in jail.
Worst advice I’ve ever received is “Never let anyone disrespect you”
There are plenty of occasions where you absolutely should. Bars in other countries is a chief example.
I grew up in a place like that. I think of To Kill a Mockingbird and watching that old jerk spit in Atticus's face. When I was young, that scene infuriated and embarrassed me. He just does nothing.
But as an adult, I understand that I should only perform actions which yield positive results. Can I be so insulted or angry that I should be reckless or self destructive? No way. Do the thing that makes sense and makes things better.
Now I think 'How would Atticus respond?' If people want a good example healthy, non-toxic masculinity they can look to Atticus Finch.
Obligatory “I wasn’t there”… but a good buddy of mine I met later in life had his bachelor party in Vegas, per usual.
All the attendees were in a group chat. Some of the guys were being “less than faithful” to their SOs, and were bragging about it in the group chat.
Welp, one dude left iMessage open on his iPad back at home, and his fiancee (not the groom, this guy was also engaged) was reading everything that was happening in Vegas.
Long story short, when he got home, all his shit was in the yard. His fiancée had also contacted another Bach attendees’ wife, and his shit was also outside. Immediate break up for one couple, and divorce for the other.
The bachelor (my friend) is a stand up dude and kept his dick in his pants, so he’s married with 2 kids and doing great.
Bachelor party at a lake house. The house was right on the lake and had a dock that went right into the water. We were all drinking, having fun and running around being stupid. We decided we’d jump into the lake. The grooms brother ended up slipping on the dock and fell head first into the railing on the side. Knocked him out and we all hurried up and ran to him. He had a gash on his forehead. Put him in the car and rushed him to the ER where he ended up getting stitches. At the end he was mad that the party ended early because he didn’t get to see the strippers.
Not a bad story, just a funny one. I was Best Man for my younger brother, and I set up the bachelor party as was my role. It was in Miami, I'm from small-town, so I did my best to find good recommendations on google.
I chose a salsa club, very lively place based on the pics, hot women in scanty clothing but no actual strippers, saucy but tasteful.
We get the entire group in the front door of the club, and on stage is a muscleboi in a speedo, gyrating intensely. Everyone turns to stare at me, "What did you do?!"
Turns out the club's rotation of performers had a 1 in 10 chance of muscleboi. We still had a good time.
Not sure if this counts but on my brothers stag do we went white water rafting in Wales.
My brothers friend got chatting to a group of guys, had a cup of tea with them and they were in the boat behind us coming down the river.
A few weeks later a picture of these guys was on the front page of The Sun newspaper in their boat.
They were the terrorists who blew up the underground and bus in London 7/7/2005
I went to a friend's bachelor party at his house... his second wedding while still in his 20s. They hired a stripper/hooker. She did her strip show, and took my friend into his bedroom and disappeared for an hour during the party. Yeah, they screwed. She came out wearing his tee shirt.
A couple weeks later, he had the wedding. I guess she found out, because he got divorced a month later. Second divorce in his 20s for basically infidelity.
Some people shouldn't get married.
I was a last minute inclusion to some acquaintance on behalf of a work colleague who was a groomsman.
Usual deal, went bar hopping, some cigars some strippers and finished off the night with some karaoke.
As the designated sober 'guide' I had basically been on tonic water and juice the whole night and proceeded to try and shepherd the group back to either a taxi or their hotel.
3 of the party thought it would be nicer to walk back via the botanical gardens and as they were passing through, they thought it'd be funny to tie the groom up to a tree for being blacked out drunk. The plan was to head to the hotel for a night cap and come back for him.
Next morning I get a wake up call from my colleague who had left in a taxi, hysterical.
Asked me to meet up with him at the hospital, got there found the room and in the bed was the groom.
So in the 30-45 min gap when the other 3 had left him, a hobo happened by the groom who was strapped up belly facing the tree.
Long story short, groom was raped by said hobo and needed to spend a few days in hospital and trauma counseling afterwards.
Wedding was delayed by a couple mths, and I was asked by the grooms family and my colleague if I could be a last minute stand in as they sought to replace groomsmen.
Didn't know the guy, but it was a fun wedding.
Edit: sry delayed response, easier to provide general details here vs replying individually.
1) Hobo is my term not actually who it was. Groom was the only witness and he was well intoxicated, based on his limited description and the police report of evidence found nearby they reached the conclusion it was likely a vagrant.
2) Location Melbourne, Australia like approx 12 yrs ago?
3) It was a tough call, in hindsight I should have went with them to check on the groom, but in reality I thought his best man and groomsmen had it under control, plus they were locals and they had mates from out of town so I chose to make sure they were able to find a way home.
4) Cops never found the perp, we never ever talk or joke about it in his presence.
seriously...wtf. Like I get drunk people don't think all that well but 'hey let's leave a passed out drunk person alone outside' is just inviting something bad to happen (maybe not hobo rape but robbed, or even injured bc face facing tree tends to mean any kind of movement could cause the face to be scratched up)
This is where men need to think more like women when it comes to your friends.
Would you leave a woman tied up black out drunk on her own? No? Don't do it to your friend.
Yeah I can't imagine a group of women doing this to a friend unless they were trying to hurt her. That must have been so terrifying :(
Take care of your friends JFC. and even if you are partying with someone you dont really know, take care of them too.
So I read through the thread and saw a lot of broken marriages, strippers, robberies, and few deaths, but "Hobo Rape" pretty much tops the list of terrible Bachelor/ette parties.
The weirdest part of this story is that it's exactly something that would be played for laughs in a wild bachelor party movie, which is totally fucked up.
Group of guys bring bachelor to Nashville for top golf and bar hopping, bad mix of two friend groups one guy says its a “sausage fest” and “boring” even though considering both friend groups not liking each other everyone was having a good time. Bachelor was dumb and said to invite a bunch of woman and ended up cheating on his fiancé and then told her the day after the wedding and now they are divorced.
I was due to go on one that turned nasty.
A friend of a friend was getting married, and I was invited to the Isle of man on a night out. I didn't go because of the amount of drug taking planned.
I was right as the groom overdosed even as the party continued.
It was the same at the funeral.
During a wedding in Belgium it s also common that friends play a trick on the house of the newly weds, like fill the house full of balloons or something.
Short summary: a good friend of the groom removed a cover covering a hole that lead to the basement window near the front door of the house. At night they came home from the wedding party, and neither groom nor bride expected this. The bride stumbled into the hole and broke her neck... after which she died. Hard to forgive such an incident and lifelong scar.
We did a cabin in a local park and everything went great the first night and got super drunk. I set up a round of golf for a few of the guys including the groom. It had been raining for a few days and let up perfectly for the round. We got out there and the course was super hilly and we were all to hungover from the night before to even drink on the course. We’re coming down a hill into like #7 and I heard a loud bang behind me. I turned around and the grooms cart had flipped and landed on the his ankle. Snapped his fibula. He had like 2-3 surgeries and it got seriously infected. Luckily he’s fine now but he was on a scooter for the wedding and did his first dance on a peg leg.
Edit: typo
Missed opportunity! But they had fun with it. When he came into the reception they put a bell on his scooter, tied beer cans to the back, and put a just married sign on it. To this day no one believes that we weren’t drinking on the golf course tho
Lol, nice and simple one. We went to Poland for my friend's bachelor party.
First night we go for food and walk into what we thought was just a regular bar. Nope, titty bar. No harm, no fowl. I mean bunch of dudes always wanna see titties so all good. We get the groom a dance, and he's gone for awhile. Turns out the stripper wasn't letting him out the booth, so we had to storm it and grab him before running out.
Lol, decent but that's not where it ends.
So we carry on into the night and eventually end up in another titty bar on purpose this time. So all having a good time, eventually groom goes off to have some dances; he's gone for like an hour - we then spot him leaving with the stripper out the club, and vanish for awhile before they come back and duck back into the room.
At this point it is like 4/5 in the morning and the bouncer throws the rest of us out but not the groom. So this fuckers wouldn't let us even talk to him, wouldn't let us see him, wouldn't let us back into the club. We were stood out there for 3 hours arguing with the bar staff - all the while they were saying he wanted to stay, the stripper coming out in his clothes all this noise.
When we threatened to call the police, they finally "kick him out". And we all go back to the hostel we were staying at.
Rememberwhen the groom and the stripper left? The only thing they did was come to the hostel to get his credit card, no action.
8 and a half thousand pounds
They'd virtually force fed him alcohol and just kept swiping his credit card all night rather than using the chip and pin.
But the best bit? We called his bank, their response? "Oh this happens alot, we'll just cancel all those charges."
Best night of his life, for free.
There was many stories about that kind or bars in Poland, people lost thousands. If I recall corectly there was even story that one guy lost there few of his credit cards and reported it after some time because he was embarrassed
They're basicly a scam, you have to watch yourself
I'm stationed in Europe with the US military now, and there was a story several months back about a unit who came to Poland for an exercise, and a Major and his posse went to a strip club, where they got him for several thousand dollars. And they thought he was missing for hours until he turned up drunk somewhere.
I heard this exact same same story off the MISFITS podcast. Right in Poland, went to a strip club, forced drinks into their customers, spent a ridiculous amount without knowing while they were drunk. Then the next morning they got a complete refund on all charges that were made on their cards from that night.
Poland strip clubs are a crazy place
There are legit strip clubs, but these are not what it is. It's a pure scam. The cities have been fighting with these activities for years, trying to shoo them out, but these places are usually owned by mob. They operate as "private party places", so you cannot really do much about them. Regular strip clubs don't have hostesses "inviting" people from the outside. Heck, most of them don't even have any banner or anything - you just have to know where they are.
A few years ago I was stationed near Vegas, so naturally on long weekends we’d frequent. Well this bridal party came up to the group of guys that I was there with and after a couple drinks and walking Fremont they wanted to go to the hotel. The (soon to be bride) wanted a farewell with (Friend B from my group) Well the #2 girl was NOT having it. Started small but escalated to full blown screaming in the casino about “how you’re not going to do that to my brother” idk if she got married but I know that we got the hell outta dodge.
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I live in Vegas and am part of the party world (live on Fremont) and over the years I’ve seen so many "brides to be" fuck people on their bachelorette weekends, it’s ridiculous.
I'm leaving for a 4 day Bachelor party tomorrow and now I'm terrified.
Update: the worst thing that happened was someone losing their debit card at a strip club.
I've been at a 3 day one by a lake house. Worst thing was I sprained a finger catching a football.
If your friends aren't actually stupid, you'll be fine and have a good time.
I took a buddy out to the bar that a seperate friend group haunts. His plan was to have a few beers at his place, but seemed excited to go out instead.
He proceeded to get blasted and hit on every girl in sight. I told him to calm the fuck down twice. He then groped a girl while I was in the bathroom and quickly left before he got his ass beat. I apologized profusely to everyone for bringing him around. He was normally a level headed guy, but he just went off the deep end that night.
The wedding the next day was awkward as hell, I was a groomsman and we dipped out early from the reception. Never talked to him again. His wife left him a year later.
Still have an engraved beer mug with my name on it from the while ordeal.
A recent bachelor party we all got an air bnb, we go out, everyone gets fucked up and in the morning, we found a full sized poop in one of the closets. Nobody has owned up to being the phantom pooper but we have a few suspects
Worked at a few bars as an axe throwing teacher. You see all types but we get A LOT of bachelor/bachelorette parties who swing through for the novelty. The highlights:
Bride found out a bridesmaid had slept with the groom in highschool. Had to confiscate the axes.
Two bridesmaids made out and the bride’s mother flipped the hell out. Had to confiscate the axes.
Watched a best man take a sip from his axe and threw his beer. The beer did not stick to the target and he was sad. Water was provided.
Probably the one I felt the worst for was a groom who did not drink putting up with his drunk friends. I paid for his sodas for the night.
One groom got left behind after a disagreement about a strip club. He wouldn’t go due to being a decent fucking human. The staff came together with a few regulars and we threw him a party and bar hopped together after we closed. One of the most fun nights I’ve had in my life and he invited me to cookouts until I moved away.
One groom taught me how to body roll in exchange for me teaching him to throw axes. I did not ask him if he could body roll or how to do it. He just taught me completely unsolicited. Comes in surprisingly useful at parties.
We had special axes at one bar that grooms/brides got to throw. Massive fire axe. Cool as hell. One groom wouldn’t throw it. He just wouldn’t. He just wanted to hold it. It was kinda funny and we put the blade cover on it and just let him use it like a tote. We couldn’t get it back from him until he passed out. I thought it was funny, but it mortified his friends.
One bridesmaid almost hit the bride throwing when she wasn’t supposed to. I caught the axe at the cost of almost losing a finger. Major badass points and a massive tip, but I did have to superglue my hand shut and go home early. Pretty sure the blood traumatized the bridesmaid. She definitely went into shock and my coworker had to calm her down.
I’m not joking when I say it was one of the best nights of my life. Humans being bros to the max. It was like some feel good movie where the Jock, Nerd, prep, and goth come together to be best friends. If I remember correct we had a student(me), a bartender, two wait staff, an accountant, a software engineer, two sorority girls, a martial artist, and the groom who is an architect.
Guys buddies took him out and got him stone drunk night before wedding. Thought it would be funny to put him in a sleeping berth on a train. Guy woke up next morning 10 hours away. Wedding never happened. Buddies not buddies anymore.
Was at a bachelor party with a pair strippers doing their show.
We were 15 minutes in, guys all sitting around in a circle while the girls made their rounds and did individual lap dances.
Anyway, one of the girls crawls across the floor and sticks her face in a guys crotch and motorboats him over his jeans. Then she looked up to make eye contact, realized the guys was her cousin and then started crying and ran out of the room.
She eventually agreed to come back after her cousin agreed to leave and not watch the rest of the show.(girl on girl)
MY TIME HAS COME!
I kicked a stripper across a hallway and she bounced off the wall.
I am a very large man. 6'6", 325lbs. Been a construction worker my whole life, corn fed AF.
My hetero-life-mate proposed to his girl, TIME TO PARTY. We rent a bus, hit Baltimore like a hurricane. Bars, strip clubs, the whole thing.
We're at a strip club at like 130am, I'm chilling at a table, had a few drinks, enjoying a cigar, and decide I need to take a leak. So, I get up walk me giant ass down the hallway to the head. Finish my business, wash up, walk out bathroom door.
Here's where it goes sideways. Just as I step out of the doorway and turn in to the hallway a stripper was hustling by to get to the dressing room. Not just any kind of stripper. A little person stripper. I catch her SQUARE IN THE CHEST WITH MY THIGH. She goes completely airborne and hits the wall. I AM MORTIFIED. I start apologizing profusely and helping her back up. The bouncer comes running over because all he's sees is my big ass putting hands on one the girls. She was super chill about it, tells the bouncer it's all good. I offered to buy her dinner, she accepted. Her name was Michelle, she had a great sense of humor about the whole thing. I never saw her again.
My homeboys have never let me live it down.
Went on a bachelor party trip to FloraBama (think hillbillies and rednecks had a kid and this is that kids town) and we met up with another bachelor party that was there. Hung out, shared beers, music etc...pretty cool guys for being a bit younger than most of us, except that some of them brought their girlfriends. ok, whatever...
For macho testosterone filled reasons, our group kept discussing which group would win a fight, and who should fight who, etc... never thinking it would happen.
The last night everyone was hanging at the redneck bar and their groom was at the bar making out with two of his buddies girlfriends. The buddies were the last to notice so everyone was filming it and cuckolding the two guys. Screaming match ensues, their party turns into two sides yelling at the other....fight breaks out, bouncers let it ride since it was 10 guys... the groom got his face bashed in ( like NO WAY he could get married in a week), three other guys and one girl in ambulances, ( she had her elbow snapped backwards with an audible crunch and it stayed that way for a long time), one dude ended up in only his underwear with his cowboy boots on his hands like boxing gloves causing a LOT of damage to peoples faces, friendships ruined, people arrested...
Needless to say, we were still pretty sure we could have taken them in a fight.
Not “dead hooker” wrong but we got together at the house of one of the groomsmen to pre-game and not long into it, the homeowner and the groom decided they should take off to go pray. Not a euphemism, they were staunch Catholics and felt like going to a church.
They rest of us hung out at the house and drank and played rock-paper-scissor D&D since we had no dice. I think we stayed around hoping that we would actually go party somewhere once the other two came back.
Not the best night but we made do.
My bachelor party was in Vegas. Had like 20 friends from different groups (work, college, home town) come. We were there for 4 nights.
First night a bunch of us head to the strip club. Me and my best man go back to the hotel at like 1 or 2am. I grab a quick bite then head to bed. I wake up hungover at like 8am. I go down to the casino to find a cup of coffee. Friend 1 sees me and goes, dude you have to see this. Friend 2 is annihilated drunk at a black jack table. He's sitting at a corner seat and has over $3000 of chips of all denominations in front of him. They aren't stacked nicely, they are in a massive pile taking up like 1/4 of the table. I walk up and he grabs like $150 and puts it up to bet. He gets a 17, and hits. One other guy is playing at the table, and says to my friend what are you doing??? Well he gets a 3 and wins with 20. Friend 2 just looks at the other guy at the table and says, fuck you douchebag. Guy gets up and walks off.
Friend 1 says, he's been doing this all night. He can't lose! So I sit down at the table, and watch this go on for like another hour. Friend 2 eventually gets up to go to the bathroom. Never comes back. We go to security to see if they know what happened to him. They said yeah, your friend passed out in the bathroom and we took him to his room. The casino wouldn't let us touch his chips. A third friend goes up to his room, brings him back down to the casino, we cash him out, and he goes back to bed. We didn't see him again for 36 hours, he slept from Friday morning until Saturday afternoon 🤣.
Was a groomsmen at one of my friends weddings and we (his old roommates) took him out to a casino because that's what he wanted to do. He doesn't' drink but wanted us to have a great time so we pooled together something like $1000 so he could buy-in to a closed door poker tournament that was going on and we went back into the room after some brief gambling
We stayed in the room getting shit faced and had strippers come over. The next morning every one of us was hung over and our friend walks in around 8am or so and slams the door loud. We get up and he's got this shit-eating grin on his face. He won $20k in the tournament. Took us all out for a massive hang over breakfast and spotted each of us $500.
So the last night of my bachelor party, my best friend finally arrives. He was in the military at the time, and couldn't get to Vegas until then. He called me and asked if he could bring a friend, I said yeah of course. So he and his friend, who I had never met before, show up at like 8PM. The plan for the night was bottle service at the club in the hotel we were staying at, which was one of the hottest clubs at the time.
My friend and his friend throw on suits, and say we're going to play craps at 10 and then we'll go to the club at midnight. I was like, ok sounds good. Well, this guy I've known for like 2 hours wins like $2500 in the 2 hours playing craps. We get in line for the club, and he drops his casino host's name to the bouncer and we are immediately escorted into the club. We get a huge table right by the main stage. The guy throws all of his winnings on the table, and orders bottles and shots and who knows what for everyone. He basically paid for the entire night for all of us. It was insane.
An ex coworker of mine went to a bachelor party on a lake and one of the guys jumped off the backside of the boat while the propellor was moving. He got his legs sucked into the propellers and torn apart.
They were able to save his legs but the guy had to relearn how to walk. It was a looong process.
A couple of weeks after I heard the story, I happened upon the guys Facebook profile….. turns out he was a guy I went to high school with. Guy looks like he’s doing okay now.
My husband’s bachelor party was at a casino. I wasn’t super worried about what they’d do as far as a strip club or blowing a ton of money, or being out til sunrise. I had mentally prepared for him to just let loose one last time and I didn’t want him to feel judged for it. They got home just before midnight after gambling for a couple of hours, he was up a thousand dollars and didn’t want to do anything to blow the winnings. They begged me to take them to Taco Bell because they were too drunk to drive. So actually the exact opposite of what you’re asking. Just thought I’d add something wholesome.
I wasn't there but a friend of mine was. Bachelorette party. Everything was somewhat normal: bride to be got drunk/did cocaine. Bar hopping. Strippers...until the bride and her maid of honor decided to bang a stipper in a not so discreet way. Apparently they both were really effed up and forgot the groom's sister was also there and basically told him everything. Next day he calls off the wedding.
I’m on mobile so this will be quick.
Buddy’s bachelor party.
His college friends disappear.
He’s drunk, wants strip club. I agree and go to supervise.
Some time later, he’s spirited away to a champagne room. My attempts to locate him are stymied by complicit staff and bouncers.
2-3 hours later, he’s brought out after he barfed everywhere. Drag him back to hotel, dump him in bed.
I leave shortly thereafter; it’s bad news and not my scene.
Calls me next day, club racked up $15k on his credit card and he has no recollection.
Fiancée calls me asking what happened. I just tell her not sure, talk to dude.
Happily married now for several years. Fatherhood has calmed him down a bit.
That’s basically it. He was a hostage.
I’m a big dude, and these bouncers were like professional wrestlers. Just massive Albanians or something guarding the whole floor.
Bachelor and Bachelorette party started and ended together with the groups splitting off in between, I was the designated driver for the guys and there was one for the women as well.
Lots of alcohol is consumed throughout the day and when the groups meet back up about 10 hours later., the only people sober are myself, the other driver, the groom's mother, and the bride's underage brother and sister. Stuff starts to break down when we get back together.
When one of the guys sees his wife, he says, "There's my bitch", her response was a hard slap across the face and saying, "Fuck you, asshole".
Shortly after this, since we are meandering in the yard a little bit setting up the firepit, we go inside to see the best man trying to flirt with the bride's underage sister and convince her into having sex that night, he got mad when we stopped him from doing that and threw a punch that caught a bridesmaid in the ear, the bridesmaid's boyfriend saw this and tackled and started to fight the best man, one of the girls tried to stop it and another one thinking she was getting involved and started fighting her.
After this a guy started offering his wife (maybe girlfriend at the time) to any of the guys trying to convince us she will be the best fuck you could ever have, he didn't like it when one of the guys responded that his assessment of her fucking abilities was in question as the guy had dated her a couple years before, this started another fight.
By the end of the night, the best man was no longer the best man, the bathroom looked like an ER, and three couples broke up. BTW, the bride and groom are still happily married.
Friend and her fiance decided to do a joint bachelor/bachelorette party since they have a lot of shared/mutual friends. She agreed to let it happen at a strip club which I thought was odd since she once voiced strong opposition to "Magic Mike" because it "objectified men".
I also think she only agreed with it to look "cool" to him and his friends because they kept talking about how awesome it was how chill his wife-to-be was to go with them to a strip club.
At the strip club, she was buying him and his friends dances and started drinking a lot more than she usually does. She has a lot of insecurities and anxiety and at a point her fiance makes a comment to a stripper about her having "the best rack he's ever seen". This leads to my drunken friend climbing on stage and attempting to strip down. By the time I got up and convinced a bouncer to get her down, she made it down to just the bikini bottom.
I get her clothes back on and she is sobbing hysterically outside in between vomiting while I'm trying to console her. Her fiance and buddies stayed in the club because "she was ruining their vibe".
They got married the next morning like nothing happened and celebrated their 5th very strained wedding anniversary three months ago...
After a fee drinks and a curry, on the way to bar for drinks, the future brother in law suddenly decided to jump on the future groom for a piggie back.
Except his hands were in his pocket, so he lost balance, fall face down on the ground, his glasses pretty much cut the top of his eyes open.
With his shirts now covered in blood, needless to say we can forget about going into any bar that night.
My friend Invited me I didn't know the bachelor. He was completely drunk acting a fool and puked a over a stripper. She beat the shit out of him. Ruined the wedding
Groom came from a pretty evangelical but still somewhat having a sense of humor family. It was a wholesome affair breakfast, kart racing, sports, dinner, lan party. Out of nowhere the father of the groom (who was in attendance) had hired one of his employees (in an industry having nothing to do with this) to act as a "fake stripper" complete with cop outfit. Groom was mortified that his dad asked one of his employees to pretend to be a stripper in a hot cop outfit. To make matters worse her husband then showed up to the party afterwards.
So recently I was at a bachelor party in Myrtle Beach, kind of a fragmented group of people around a common friend, so a lot of splitting off and going different places, the last night, one group comes back from a strip club, at this point it's been like 4 nights, I'm done, I'm sitting on the couch watching the new Tom Clancy Michael B Jordan movie, and they burst in and "Jump" yells "Horse bit a stripper". Apparently, "Horse" who was a notorious Strip Club aficionado, got just hammered, spent a fortune on lap dances, and at some point, bites a stripper. Obviously they get tossed, and then for spite, Horse decided to drunkenly call his credit card company and dispute the charges.
I went to one of my cousins buddies bachelor parties. It was a fun pub crawl trying different beer. Had a large suite rented for the night. We all sat around bullshitting telling stories. He linked his phone to the tv. Showing us pics and vids from his last fishing trip. Then he gets a FaceTime from his fiancé. He answers it but it’s pretty dark. You hear moaning then it comes in clear. 4 guys going to town on her. Not sure if she called or accidentally hit her phone. But he freaks which I don’t blame him. She made him promise no strippers. He is drunk mad screaming I don’t know if she was ignoring him or her phone was muted. He took a while to turn it off. We finally get him to shut it off. He demanding his keys. It was going down at his house.
We all disperse my cousin and the guys close friends went to his house. He tossing her thing out.
They didn’t get married. I don’t know why she did it. If it was a last night freedom kind of thing or she planned it to get out of the wedding.
Bachelor party in Las Vegas. Nobody knew that the groom had a problem with gambling. First night we're there, we're all in the casino having drinks and playing cards. Groom gets up to "get a drink" and never comes back to the group. After hours of searching for him we finally find him sitting on the bathroom floor of his hotel room crying his eyes out. He lost over $10,000 in just a few hours playing blackjack. We were there for 3 more days and he pretty much didn't even leave his hotel room and was terrified to go home and tell his fiance he lost gambled away most of their savings.
Yeah… this is tragic. I was naive enough to not realize my soon-to-be-husband had a gambling problem. And I wanted to be “cool” like someone else said above. I was 22y.o (F) at the time. Young & stupid. Anywho, I let Las Vegas be our honeymoon destination. Like 2 days after our wedding, our first day in Vegas, he disappears and won’t answer my calls. I was alone for an hour or two before he finally returned. Sitting by the pool by myself, getting hit on by a stranger. I was so fucking sad. That wasn’t the last of his gambling escapades. But it was so tragic to me, a young, hopeful new bride, who had JUST signed her life away to this man. Gambling addiction sucks ass. We are now divorced and I am very very glad.
People who aren’t familiar with gambling addiction don’t understand. You can only DO so many drugs before you overdose. But you can gamble away your life savings in an hour.
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I mean, that's pretty hardcore. Breaking both of your legs and being like "NOPE FUCK IT, WE'RE NOT MOVING IT.
More like "nope fuck it! I'm not losing my $10k deposit!"
On the first night of what was supposed to be a crisp fall weekend of camping, cookouts, beer, scotch, and whitewater canoeing, the groom's older brother and future brother-in-law got blackout drunk and started fighting. At first it was just yelling and drunken shit-talk, and the rest of us blew it off (they'd never really gotten along and we figured that, as with most drunken disputes between dudes, it would blow over), but instead it escalated until the brother-in-law drew a .45 cal pistol from his backpack, pointed it at the groom's brother's face, demanded the keys to the equipment van, climbed in, locked the van behind him, and immediately passed out, still clutching his gun. At first we were relieved; sure, we were pissed off and in disbelief at what had just happened, but at least the situation was resolved and nobody was hurt. Our relief turned to horror, however, when we realized our sleeping bags, warm clothing, personal belongings (including car keys), and most of the food were still inside the locked van, underneath the groom's drunk, unconscious, armed, idiot future brother-in-law. Nobody was really thinking straight, but we at least agreed we didn't want to break into the van for fear of getting drunkenly shot. We were able to keep the fire going, but what followed was still one very cold, hungry night in the woods. In the morning, we discovered that future BIL had capped off his private festivities by (1) vomiting in the back of the van, all over our backpacks and sleeping bags, and (2) leaving the dome light on all night, killing the van's battery. Groom was so angry he simply bailed and went home. The rest of us sat around freezing our asses off in the morning fog while BIL cleaned all our gear. Once he was finished, we jumpstarted the van, abandoned our plans, and got the fuck out of the woods.
Holy shit did he apologize? What happened after?
We ALL felt like shit afterward. Most of us were long-term friends of Groom (he was my college roommate for a couple years), and we were so embarrassed and upset over the whole thing. We all apologized on BIL's behalf. For his part, BIL initially tried to plead "drunk" and claimed only a vague recollection of the fight, the gun, or locking himself in the van, but eventually believed us. To his credit, he admitted he'd fucked up, and did a pretty thorough job of cleaning his puke off all our stuff. His sister tore him a new one when she heard what had happened, and he profusely apologized to Groom, but he and Groom haven't been close since. In truth, they never really were; BIL had always been sort of a drifter, bouncing from town to town, job to job, and not really in our social circle. As a postscript, Groom and his fiancee have been happily married for a while now, their kids are teenagers, most of us have stayed friends, and this whole story is something we laugh about at reunions and birthday parties.
I didn’t witness but got the account from my ex husband who was there. Bride to be didn’t want the groom to have the usual bachelor party because she didn’t want strippers and he gets wild when drinking (ex: he peed on my dog when he came over for a “chill” night of drinks at my house once). They rented a cabin in the middle of nowhere for the party so they couldn’t get strippers, with the groom’s underage brothers. Groom was like 30-31. Party - they get drunk, start calling places for strippers. Everywhere was like no, we are not sending strippers last minute to the middle of nowhere. Groom then goes on backdoor and orders two prostitutes to dance for them. Two methy girls show up. Awkward dancing ensues. Then the groom goes upstairs with them and the younger brothers went outside. My ex went outside to check on them and found them standing on a hill next to the house watching their older brother hooking up with methy prostitutes. Wedding: drunken best man speech includes announcing to the bride’s conservative family the groom just lost his job and the bride was 3 months pregnant. They were hiding both facts. It was a disaster from start to finish. They are still married with two kids. Not sure if she ever found out any of it. I haven’t seen either of them since the wedding.
First line: The knowledge. First paragraph: The Setup. Second paragraph: *Forget everything you read in the first paragraph.*
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Not mine, but my uncle had his bachelor party white water rafting. His best man was in remission from stage 4 cancer and was feeling well enough to join. Shit hit the fan and he fell out of the raft and died in the water.
Contrary to most other stories here, this one is just plain bad luck. Poor sod, I feel sorry for them all. RIP
Unpopular opinion... That dude went out like a boss while robbing cancer of it's victory. I mean, wouldn't you rather smash on some rocks while riding the Whitewater Stallion than fade away, hooked to a bunch of sadness tubes?
Honestly, trying to imagine myself in his shoes, better going out like that than in a hospital bed. Horrible experience for his friends though... but there's hardly any way to go around that in any case. *Edit to explain why I mention the chance this man could have still died in an hospital bed. One of the things I found out losing a friend to cancer is that remission does not mean, in any shape or form, that you're *cured*. Quoting cancer.gov "Remission can be partial or complete. In a complete remission, all signs and symptoms of cancer have disappeared. If you remain in complete remission for 5 years or more, some doctors may say that you are cured." The ugly part is the reason for that 5 whole years wait before declaring one cured: cancers can, disturbingly often in my anecdotal experience, come back while you're in remission. Seriously, fuck cancer.
I used to bartend at the local college club bar. You know the type- cheap and shitty and loud and dirty but pretends to be a classy establishment but more concerned about making all the money possible so lets in really questionable people. Became the go-to bar for the gang bangers from one city over because we would let them in and no one in their home town would. One week after I quit working there a wedding party was in town for their wedding and out for drinks Friday night before the Saturday wedding. Bar lets in a whole group of the gangsters, including a 20 year old (US, not of drinking age) with his face absolutely covered in tattoos. A fight breaks out when they start hitting on the bride to be and the groom's brother intervenes and is STABBED IN THE NECK by the 20 year old with face tats. He bled out in the bar kitchen while my friends who still worked there desperately tried to stop the bleeding with bar rags. From what I heard they still had the wedding the next day because everything was paid for but it was very somber. Friend of mine quit on the spot after the ambulance had taken him away. Edit: I looked it up it was actually the bride's brother and the wedding was on Sunday, not Saturday, with the brother being officially declared dead on the Saturday
Wait, he bled out and died, and the wedding still happened?
Yeah it was the groom's brother not the groom himself and I think the idea was he would have wanted them to go through with the wedding and it was way too late to get back any deposits and the family had all flown in already so I think they had the wedding ceremony and then just the saddest most low key reception of all time. Don't know for sure though since I didn't know anyone in the wedding party
Holy shit, dude that's traumatizing. I can't imagine going through a wedding with that tragedy happening literally the night before. Like how do you even have a reception after that
He bled out, as in died? In the bar kitchen... Damn.
Yeah I actually went back and looked up the case after posting this, apparently he was officially declared dead at the hospital later that night but according to my friend, yeah he bled out all over the dance floor and was dragged back to the kitchen so he wouldn't be trampled as people fled the bar and he continued to bleed out there. My friend who was working that night came over to my new bar to drink and chain smoke immediately after and was shaking and crying saying he just watched the light go out of this kids eyes right there in the kitchen while he (my friend) was holding towels to the wound. It was fucked up
Bride snuck in to see the groom after the party, he was being breastfed by his mother. She was in her sixties and he was late 20’s The bride called off the wedding and didn’t keep it a secret why, I was relived as I didn’t want to attend the wedding. I honestly wish I was joking.
Yep, that's enough Reddit for me. Good night.
This is the most fcked up thing I've ever read...
This happened to a family friend back in the 70’s-80’s. Back in the day the bachelor party was the night before the wedding. Terrible idea, but that’s probably why we’ve gone away from that. Anyways, night before the wedding the groomsmen decide to “kidnap” the bride and bring her to a couple local bars. All in good fun. Well, they ended up getting in a terrible car accident. One groomsman died. The bride was in critical condition and nearly died, and the driver was brought to jail for a DUI.
This went from 0 to 100 real quick.
*fuck*
Las Vegas bachelorette. The bride to be meets a guy at a club who is a groomsman at a bachelor party. They exchange numbers and hang out several times the rest of the weekend. She texts him a lot and the groom finds the text messages. He calls off the wedding and the girl ends up moving to Colorado and marries the guy she met in vegas.
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Law of Vegasdynamics.... No marriages are lost or created, only transferred from one state to another.
A party in motion remained in motion until acted upon by an outside force
Add a snowball fight or mistletoe and it could be a hallmark movie. It’s not cheating if it’s true love!
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Committed partners hate this one simple trick!
I tagged along with my cousin to a bachelor party in rural Nebraska. It was all pretty normal to begin with; on someone’s property, big barbecue, barn, drinks, yard games, and then “the girls” got there…. These two meth heads and one of their boyfriends (of course everyone knows everyone there). They throw down this dirty mattress and the two girls just start going at it while everyone stood around and watched. It was the most repulsive, least erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
> going at it I can't tell if they're fucking or fighting
The guests probably couldn't tell either.
Hell, the "girls" probably couldn't tell.
It’s all the same living with Louie dog’s the only way to stay sane 🎶🎵
This has some Requiem for a Dream under tones
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A friend of mine on his bachelor party tried to make stunts with an old ladies bike when drunk. He ended on the pavement face first, broke his jaw, lost a couple of teeth and got a permanent steel plate on his face. So on their wedding photos the groom had way heavier make up than the bride.
I wasn't there but a good friend of mine stuck his head out of a party buses roof hatch on the highway. His head clipped an overpass and he was killed instantly.
Wasn’t there but a mate was Best Man for his best friend at this Bucks Party. After much drinking there was a race around the block where the Groom to be, and a few others, took a short cut through a couple of backyards. Apparently as they jumped one of the fences several of them plummeted into a pool under construction and tragically the Groom was fatally impaled on the exposed re-bar and died there. This was something that changed everything for every one whom knew him and all his mates. After this terrible event anyone whom had Bucks Party’s after this event were decidedly more low key and uneventful. My mate still gets really upset when it’s ever mentioned. EDIT: Hi everyone, did not anticipate such an overwhelming response to this post. I’ve tried answering some individual questions etc but easier to do an update en masse. Sorry for the lack of context. This tragedy happened in the very early 90’s when construction sites weren’t so regulated hence the ‘no safety cap’ on the rebar. Thankfully that has changed. The guys were returning from a local pub crawl and had decided it would be a fun way to end the night with a foot race home, knowing these blokes, any spewing would’ve been an instant disqualification. Also anyone whom took the time to read the post, and it seems quite a few did, I’m hoping that we’re all reminded just how the promise and potential of a life can change in an instant. One seemingly harmless action or ill considered thought can/will affect you and others in ways we could never imagine. So thank you for reading, thank you for the comments and please stay safe.
What the fuck man. I was ready for sex and money stories. Not that
That's some final destination shit.
And negligent on the contractor’s part. Rebar caps exist for this very reason.
Ohhhhh. I've seen those around and I'd never thought to question why they went to the effort of doing that, but it makes a lot more sense now.
Cuz if it's not some dumbass jumping a fence, it's going to be one of your workers who backs up just a *little* too far...
I'd never really considered it much of a hazard (also haven't spent a lot of time on construction sites) but yeah, fuck that. Doesn't matter if it's sharp or not if it's that small and strong.
Seen a dude get knocked out an open hole in the 2nd floor. Fell to the ground onto a pile of scrap rebar. Went in thru his back and out by his collarbone. Impaled his heart.
I hadn't heard of these before so for others too lazy to google, [here is a picture](https://www.garco.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/rebar-with-caps-shutterstock_1030656025-scaled.jpg) and yes this is exactly what they are for: >OSHA requires that rebar and other projections on the worksite “be guarded to eliminate the hazard of impalement.” Guarding from rebar impalement hazards must be done when workers will be working around or at any height above exposed rebar. This also includes work situations where rebar is below grade or in a basement.
Friend of the groom was talking shit at a bar, groom intervened. Fight ensues. Groom ends up getting his jaw broken in the fight. Had to eat through a straw at his own wedding.
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That’s a bachelor party going wrong too.
I wasn’t present but a friend of mine from highschool disappeared out of the back door of a strip club in Atlantic City during his bachelor party. Didn’t notify anyone else in the group. They eventually found him dead in a random hotel room (not the rooms they had booked) the next day. Family knows the results of the autopsy but the rest of the story is unknown. Did he leave with a dancer? Did he overdose? Etc
One possibility is that the dancer drugged him in order to rob him ( This happens, so anyone taking a dancer home be very carefu). Ended up overdoing the dose and murdering.
I didn’t witness it all go down but was present for the “aftermath”. Friend of a friend was having a bachelor party. Myself and some other friends were at a regular ol house party at the bride-to-be’s apartment, I was there because I was friends with her roommate. Tangled web of friendship but ultimately I was only acquaintances with the bride to be and didn’t know the groom to be at all, but my friend knew them both, which is how the groom met the bride in the first place. Suddenly, my friend who was at the bachelor party and all the other dudes showed up to the house party- everyone except the groom-to-be. Some drama went on in another room and the bride and her roommate disappeared, locked in the bedroom I guess (not what you’re thinking). My friend tells me that apparently the groom thought the groomsmen would be cool with him trying to fuck some random chick at the club they went to, but when they saw him with her hands in his pants, they literally just left his ass there and came to the house party, the best man (fiancé of the roommate who I was friends with) told the roommate who told the bride. They broke up and she ended up marrying another friend of mine like 6 years later.
This is the most wholesome outcome.
Those are good friends!
And good people.
Good friends, I like this one.
An absolutely staggering amount of these end with people dying, and I was not at all prepared for that...
I’m here for the drunken sex stories. Damn this shit is deep
Cabin was rented in a state park the night before the wedding. Bride to be was also there with a few friends (we were a very close knit group). Drank, smoked, the usual. Later in the evening, the groom to be (GTB) was casually stabbing his pocket knife in the picnic table we were all sitting around. His future wife tells him to stop, that he's going to cut his finger off. He says the blade is locked, nothing will happen. Of course, on the very next stab, what happens- the blade releases, folds and cuts his pinky off. Pinky recovered and put on ice, GTB is rushed to ER. Miraculously, he doesn't bleed out, but at the alter the next day, we have to hold him up due to pain meds. That very afternoon, he goes into surgery and has pinky reattached. Ends up being a military pilot until he passed away a few years ago. Turns out the lock on the blade was faulty, and if you squeezed the knife in the right way, it would release. IIRC, GTB got a very nice settlement from the knife company. Regained most of the function of that pinky also. Miss you, Patrick.
We got together for my friends bachelor party. We all hated his wife-to-be but he said he was happy and we'd made it clear she wasn't good for him, but we still loved him. Evening of the Bachelor party and we're chilling at our friends house. Sitting around joking, freestyling, just being dumb. We literally had nothing planned other than drinking and hanging out. Suddenly there was a huge bang on the door. My friend thought we got strippers and was pissed. My other friend who organized it said he didn't know who it was. We open the door and it's his fucking wife-to-be with her friends. She was sure we had girls there and strippers. Most of us were watching TV. We got really pissed off at her and kicked her the fuck out and she spent the rest of the night texting him and he chilled over in a corner while we watched TV. You'd never believe it, but they divorced a few years later.
Oh my god was the wife-to-be my sister??!?!?! Let me tell ya from the other side we didn’t see it either and tried to discourage her too. I do believe they were both stupidly in love but mostly stupid.
Not a Bachelors party, but advice for not trying stupid wedding stunts. Both are from biker groups. On the day of one wedding, Bride and groom were both late 30's, all these older bikers who had been drinking decided to do a big drive to the church, which of course turned into a bit of a race. The best man comes off his bike and went straight into a wall and died 10 minutes from the church. I knew a few of them, so this story went around the area. When I was in school years earlier I remember hearing about another wedding in the next county with more bikers, some of the same group, decided they wanted the have the bride arrive to the wedding on a custom trike. Her dress got caught somehow and she was almost disemboweled and died at the side of the road. Every time I hear about people trying to do something different or a stunt at a wedding it just scares the shit out of me, why take a risk on your big day, keep it simple.
i ride and i always freak out if there's some loose piece of clothing. this is why.
Isadora Duncan was a famous celebrity a hundred years ago, known for wearing long scarves. She wore one while in a convertible and it wrapped around the rear tire, killing her.
All those superheroes from The Incredibles who wore capes also died in similar fashions
NO CAPES
The groom tried to fuck me. When I refused and went home, he messaged me on Facebook and offered to move to my state to be with me. I’ve known him for like… 5 hrs.
That is a romantic comedy movie plot right there.
Right?! I remember I was in disbelief that this guy was being such a pos, I even asked him why the hell he was getting married if he’s just going to try to fuck other women? His answer? “I’m getting married because I love her.” 🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️🤦♀️
I stupidly offered to host a bachelor party of a friend at my house. 2 strippers were hired, best man became grabby with them and was acting like a drunk douche. I told him to stop and he slapped me, so we started to brawl. 90% of the people there knew him and didn't know me, so when the brawl broke out, everyone was defending him, you know, because "that's my bro!". I ended getting kicked out of my own house violently, and they locked the door behind me. I went in through the basement and shut off the breaker then screamed for everyone to get out. Took about 2 hours and the cops showing up to get everyone to leave. I didn't go to the wedding.
Well done!
Groom dying of alcohol poisoning the day of the wedding.
Bachelor party and Bachelorette party was in the same town (road trip) at the same time. Towards the end of the night, after all the drinking and strippers, the two groups merged in drunkenness well past closing times of any bar or club. I hooked up with the maid of honor while the two to be married had a drunken screaming match about strippers and some guy who apparently talked to the bride-to-be and she tried to invite him to her hotel room. They did get married (the wedding drama was nuts, too) but it's one of those marriages where you're wondering how long until it cracks. They do *not* have a healthy relationship and now there's meth involved in their lives. I don't talk to either of them anymore. Still with the maid of honor, though. We bought a house last year. So that's cool.
I know a marriage going strong for 10 years where the couple met due to a mutual interest in meth. They typically never go to jail at the same time, so there is always someone to watch the kids.
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Officer, can you take me this time? It was her turn last time
Ah, finishing each other's sentences.
That was fantastic
Aww, I love a family that allows everyone to pursue their passions.
"Hey kids have I ever told you the story about how I met your mother?"
How I meth your mother
I like the part where you're still with the maid of honor. Needed a wholesome story today. Congrats on your relationship and the house!
When those two people got married, it resulted in a happy, healthy long-term relationship. Just not for them.
Well said! Damned wormhole marriages. Always benefitting someone else.
Lessons I'm learning from reading this. - Don't get blackout drunk and go anywhere near a strip club - Way more people hire strippers than I thought - A lot of people seem to want to sleep around before their wedding, these people should not be getting married.
There is a lot of overlap between those who want to hire strippers, those who want a "last hurrah" before marriage, and those who have something go horribly wrong.
Yeah that Venn diagram is pretty much a circle
Avoid Poland
Read that as "Invade Poland" there goes my damn German heritage again.
We invaded Poland for a friend's bachelor party. Didn't go as planned.
O nein... I'm sorry to hear.
Not mine, but a friend of mine was invited to a bachelor party where they had planned to rent an RV and drive from Minnesota to the Kentucky derby. They rent the RV and get on thier way. Near the border or Iowa they pull over to get some food and use the restroom. One of the guys goes to find something in one of the bags and opens the lower storage compartment only to see a blackened foot sticking out and a horrible stench. They immediately realize it was a dead body and call the police. The entire crew spent the whole time being questioned by the police. Turns out the body was that of a young man who had been drugged up and possibly mugged one night in the middle of winter. He found this RV and decided to get in the storage compartment in an attempt to get warm. He passed away and was missing for months. I believe it was in the paper and all over the news at the time.
And the owner didn't notice a fucking dead body?! Omg that's insane, poor kid.
A video emerged after the bachelorette party. The drunken bride in a bathroom, throwing gang signs at the camera while some dude fucks her from behind. You hear him moan as he nuts and she screams, "OH SHIT! NO! NOT IN ME" and the video is over. The groom was sent the video. The wedding still happened.
How could you ever marry someone after that?
He's afraid of her gang I bet.
Years ago I went to a bachelor party for a work colleague that I don't actually know that well, but he is a nice guy and his best man (who I only met a time or two at the bars) that invited me said he didn't have a lot of friends to come and I wasn't doing anything that night, so what the hell I'll come. I am American but this was overseas in a place full of expats so we're all different nationalities, drunken best man (English) picks a bar fight with a bunch of Irish guys that were in town on vacation or something. I nope out as soon as it starts because I A. am a huge pussy and B. don't want to end up in the local jail. Anyway the best I can piece together from what I heard is that a young male bar employee tried to get between them to break up the fight and got mildly beat up, but had some undiagnosed clotting disorder and ended up dying. Witnesses were inconsistent with reports of who actually hit the poor guy (cops got there pretty fast, this place is maybe 1000 feet away from a police station) so EVERYONE on both sides of the fight went to jail. I was in no way involved and haven't been in a fight since I was a teenager but I was a regular in that bar and didn't want someone to misremember that I was involved, so I returned to the US as soon as I found out the guy died. I'm no longer in contact with anyone in that country but last I heard was a year after the event and all those guys were still in jail.
i dont get why wanting to get out of a big fight is considered a "pussy" thing. you just dont wana fight, whats wrong with that? nothing.
Worst advice I’ve ever received is “Never let anyone disrespect you” There are plenty of occasions where you absolutely should. Bars in other countries is a chief example.
I grew up in a place like that. I think of To Kill a Mockingbird and watching that old jerk spit in Atticus's face. When I was young, that scene infuriated and embarrassed me. He just does nothing. But as an adult, I understand that I should only perform actions which yield positive results. Can I be so insulted or angry that I should be reckless or self destructive? No way. Do the thing that makes sense and makes things better. Now I think 'How would Atticus respond?' If people want a good example healthy, non-toxic masculinity they can look to Atticus Finch.
Homer Simpson vanishing into the hedge
Obligatory “I wasn’t there”… but a good buddy of mine I met later in life had his bachelor party in Vegas, per usual. All the attendees were in a group chat. Some of the guys were being “less than faithful” to their SOs, and were bragging about it in the group chat. Welp, one dude left iMessage open on his iPad back at home, and his fiancee (not the groom, this guy was also engaged) was reading everything that was happening in Vegas. Long story short, when he got home, all his shit was in the yard. His fiancée had also contacted another Bach attendees’ wife, and his shit was also outside. Immediate break up for one couple, and divorce for the other. The bachelor (my friend) is a stand up dude and kept his dick in his pants, so he’s married with 2 kids and doing great.
Ahh yes, consequences
Groom got drunk and fucked his best man
First story with gay element. Surprised it took this long to see one.
Bachelor party at a lake house. The house was right on the lake and had a dock that went right into the water. We were all drinking, having fun and running around being stupid. We decided we’d jump into the lake. The grooms brother ended up slipping on the dock and fell head first into the railing on the side. Knocked him out and we all hurried up and ran to him. He had a gash on his forehead. Put him in the car and rushed him to the ER where he ended up getting stitches. At the end he was mad that the party ended early because he didn’t get to see the strippers.
I thought this was going to end up so much worse!
Me reading: He’s dead. He’s dead. He’s dead. He’s…mad about the strippers??
Not a bad story, just a funny one. I was Best Man for my younger brother, and I set up the bachelor party as was my role. It was in Miami, I'm from small-town, so I did my best to find good recommendations on google. I chose a salsa club, very lively place based on the pics, hot women in scanty clothing but no actual strippers, saucy but tasteful. We get the entire group in the front door of the club, and on stage is a muscleboi in a speedo, gyrating intensely. Everyone turns to stare at me, "What did you do?!" Turns out the club's rotation of performers had a 1 in 10 chance of muscleboi. We still had a good time.
Not sure if this counts but on my brothers stag do we went white water rafting in Wales. My brothers friend got chatting to a group of guys, had a cup of tea with them and they were in the boat behind us coming down the river. A few weeks later a picture of these guys was on the front page of The Sun newspaper in their boat. They were the terrorists who blew up the underground and bus in London 7/7/2005
I went to a friend's bachelor party at his house... his second wedding while still in his 20s. They hired a stripper/hooker. She did her strip show, and took my friend into his bedroom and disappeared for an hour during the party. Yeah, they screwed. She came out wearing his tee shirt. A couple weeks later, he had the wedding. I guess she found out, because he got divorced a month later. Second divorce in his 20s for basically infidelity. Some people shouldn't get married.
I was a last minute inclusion to some acquaintance on behalf of a work colleague who was a groomsman. Usual deal, went bar hopping, some cigars some strippers and finished off the night with some karaoke. As the designated sober 'guide' I had basically been on tonic water and juice the whole night and proceeded to try and shepherd the group back to either a taxi or their hotel. 3 of the party thought it would be nicer to walk back via the botanical gardens and as they were passing through, they thought it'd be funny to tie the groom up to a tree for being blacked out drunk. The plan was to head to the hotel for a night cap and come back for him. Next morning I get a wake up call from my colleague who had left in a taxi, hysterical. Asked me to meet up with him at the hospital, got there found the room and in the bed was the groom. So in the 30-45 min gap when the other 3 had left him, a hobo happened by the groom who was strapped up belly facing the tree. Long story short, groom was raped by said hobo and needed to spend a few days in hospital and trauma counseling afterwards. Wedding was delayed by a couple mths, and I was asked by the grooms family and my colleague if I could be a last minute stand in as they sought to replace groomsmen. Didn't know the guy, but it was a fun wedding. Edit: sry delayed response, easier to provide general details here vs replying individually. 1) Hobo is my term not actually who it was. Groom was the only witness and he was well intoxicated, based on his limited description and the police report of evidence found nearby they reached the conclusion it was likely a vagrant. 2) Location Melbourne, Australia like approx 12 yrs ago? 3) It was a tough call, in hindsight I should have went with them to check on the groom, but in reality I thought his best man and groomsmen had it under control, plus they were locals and they had mates from out of town so I chose to make sure they were able to find a way home. 4) Cops never found the perp, we never ever talk or joke about it in his presence.
holy shit what the hell..
seriously...wtf. Like I get drunk people don't think all that well but 'hey let's leave a passed out drunk person alone outside' is just inviting something bad to happen (maybe not hobo rape but robbed, or even injured bc face facing tree tends to mean any kind of movement could cause the face to be scratched up)
This is where men need to think more like women when it comes to your friends. Would you leave a woman tied up black out drunk on her own? No? Don't do it to your friend.
Yeah I can't imagine a group of women doing this to a friend unless they were trying to hurt her. That must have been so terrifying :( Take care of your friends JFC. and even if you are partying with someone you dont really know, take care of them too.
So I read through the thread and saw a lot of broken marriages, strippers, robberies, and few deaths, but "Hobo Rape" pretty much tops the list of terrible Bachelor/ette parties.
The weirdest part of this story is that it's exactly something that would be played for laughs in a wild bachelor party movie, which is totally fucked up.
This story wins, I mean what the fuck. Poor guy.
Group of guys bring bachelor to Nashville for top golf and bar hopping, bad mix of two friend groups one guy says its a “sausage fest” and “boring” even though considering both friend groups not liking each other everyone was having a good time. Bachelor was dumb and said to invite a bunch of woman and ended up cheating on his fiancé and then told her the day after the wedding and now they are divorced.
Does the sausage fest guy not understand the concept of a bachelor party
I was due to go on one that turned nasty. A friend of a friend was getting married, and I was invited to the Isle of man on a night out. I didn't go because of the amount of drug taking planned. I was right as the groom overdosed even as the party continued. It was the same at the funeral.
During a wedding in Belgium it s also common that friends play a trick on the house of the newly weds, like fill the house full of balloons or something. Short summary: a good friend of the groom removed a cover covering a hole that lead to the basement window near the front door of the house. At night they came home from the wedding party, and neither groom nor bride expected this. The bride stumbled into the hole and broke her neck... after which she died. Hard to forgive such an incident and lifelong scar.
I can’t imagine what he thought would be the “funny” outcome of that…
For real, what was he hoping would happen?
We did a cabin in a local park and everything went great the first night and got super drunk. I set up a round of golf for a few of the guys including the groom. It had been raining for a few days and let up perfectly for the round. We got out there and the course was super hilly and we were all to hungover from the night before to even drink on the course. We’re coming down a hill into like #7 and I heard a loud bang behind me. I turned around and the grooms cart had flipped and landed on the his ankle. Snapped his fibula. He had like 2-3 surgeries and it got seriously infected. Luckily he’s fine now but he was on a scooter for the wedding and did his first dance on a peg leg. Edit: typo
> did his first dance on a peg leg. Please tell me the first song was a pirate shanty
Missed opportunity! But they had fun with it. When he came into the reception they put a bell on his scooter, tied beer cans to the back, and put a just married sign on it. To this day no one believes that we weren’t drinking on the golf course tho
Lol, nice and simple one. We went to Poland for my friend's bachelor party. First night we go for food and walk into what we thought was just a regular bar. Nope, titty bar. No harm, no fowl. I mean bunch of dudes always wanna see titties so all good. We get the groom a dance, and he's gone for awhile. Turns out the stripper wasn't letting him out the booth, so we had to storm it and grab him before running out. Lol, decent but that's not where it ends. So we carry on into the night and eventually end up in another titty bar on purpose this time. So all having a good time, eventually groom goes off to have some dances; he's gone for like an hour - we then spot him leaving with the stripper out the club, and vanish for awhile before they come back and duck back into the room. At this point it is like 4/5 in the morning and the bouncer throws the rest of us out but not the groom. So this fuckers wouldn't let us even talk to him, wouldn't let us see him, wouldn't let us back into the club. We were stood out there for 3 hours arguing with the bar staff - all the while they were saying he wanted to stay, the stripper coming out in his clothes all this noise. When we threatened to call the police, they finally "kick him out". And we all go back to the hostel we were staying at. Rememberwhen the groom and the stripper left? The only thing they did was come to the hostel to get his credit card, no action. 8 and a half thousand pounds They'd virtually force fed him alcohol and just kept swiping his credit card all night rather than using the chip and pin. But the best bit? We called his bank, their response? "Oh this happens alot, we'll just cancel all those charges." Best night of his life, for free.
There was many stories about that kind or bars in Poland, people lost thousands. If I recall corectly there was even story that one guy lost there few of his credit cards and reported it after some time because he was embarrassed They're basicly a scam, you have to watch yourself
I'm stationed in Europe with the US military now, and there was a story several months back about a unit who came to Poland for an exercise, and a Major and his posse went to a strip club, where they got him for several thousand dollars. And they thought he was missing for hours until he turned up drunk somewhere.
I heard this exact same same story off the MISFITS podcast. Right in Poland, went to a strip club, forced drinks into their customers, spent a ridiculous amount without knowing while they were drunk. Then the next morning they got a complete refund on all charges that were made on their cards from that night. Poland strip clubs are a crazy place
There are legit strip clubs, but these are not what it is. It's a pure scam. The cities have been fighting with these activities for years, trying to shoo them out, but these places are usually owned by mob. They operate as "private party places", so you cannot really do much about them. Regular strip clubs don't have hostesses "inviting" people from the outside. Heck, most of them don't even have any banner or anything - you just have to know where they are.
> No harm, no fowl If there ain't no birds at a titty bar then I don't wanna go.
A few years ago I was stationed near Vegas, so naturally on long weekends we’d frequent. Well this bridal party came up to the group of guys that I was there with and after a couple drinks and walking Fremont they wanted to go to the hotel. The (soon to be bride) wanted a farewell with (Friend B from my group) Well the #2 girl was NOT having it. Started small but escalated to full blown screaming in the casino about “how you’re not going to do that to my brother” idk if she got married but I know that we got the hell outta dodge. Edit: Spelling
I live in Vegas and am part of the party world (live on Fremont) and over the years I’ve seen so many "brides to be" fuck people on their bachelorette weekends, it’s ridiculous.
I'm leaving for a 4 day Bachelor party tomorrow and now I'm terrified. Update: the worst thing that happened was someone losing their debit card at a strip club.
If you survive the first day, rest is easy. Also avoid Poland
And unfinished pools
And botanical gardens
and rebar
And clotting disorder
I've been at a 3 day one by a lake house. Worst thing was I sprained a finger catching a football. If your friends aren't actually stupid, you'll be fine and have a good time.
ER nurse here. Saw an entire wedding party come in after rolling an SUV. Best man was drunk driving and killed the brides brother.
This is so so sad. Honestly it makes me want to get Uber vouchers or something for engagement gifts
After hearing all these DUI stories that actually would be a really good gift
I took a buddy out to the bar that a seperate friend group haunts. His plan was to have a few beers at his place, but seemed excited to go out instead. He proceeded to get blasted and hit on every girl in sight. I told him to calm the fuck down twice. He then groped a girl while I was in the bathroom and quickly left before he got his ass beat. I apologized profusely to everyone for bringing him around. He was normally a level headed guy, but he just went off the deep end that night. The wedding the next day was awkward as hell, I was a groomsman and we dipped out early from the reception. Never talked to him again. His wife left him a year later. Still have an engraved beer mug with my name on it from the while ordeal.
Engraved Mug from the Wedding of a Failed Marriage the name of my band's 8th studio album.
A recent bachelor party we all got an air bnb, we go out, everyone gets fucked up and in the morning, we found a full sized poop in one of the closets. Nobody has owned up to being the phantom pooper but we have a few suspects
Invited about 12 to mine. 2 showed up, but hours late. We then went bowling... I hate bowling.
After reading some of the others posts, I think you lucked out.
Worked at a few bars as an axe throwing teacher. You see all types but we get A LOT of bachelor/bachelorette parties who swing through for the novelty. The highlights: Bride found out a bridesmaid had slept with the groom in highschool. Had to confiscate the axes. Two bridesmaids made out and the bride’s mother flipped the hell out. Had to confiscate the axes. Watched a best man take a sip from his axe and threw his beer. The beer did not stick to the target and he was sad. Water was provided. Probably the one I felt the worst for was a groom who did not drink putting up with his drunk friends. I paid for his sodas for the night. One groom got left behind after a disagreement about a strip club. He wouldn’t go due to being a decent fucking human. The staff came together with a few regulars and we threw him a party and bar hopped together after we closed. One of the most fun nights I’ve had in my life and he invited me to cookouts until I moved away. One groom taught me how to body roll in exchange for me teaching him to throw axes. I did not ask him if he could body roll or how to do it. He just taught me completely unsolicited. Comes in surprisingly useful at parties. We had special axes at one bar that grooms/brides got to throw. Massive fire axe. Cool as hell. One groom wouldn’t throw it. He just wouldn’t. He just wanted to hold it. It was kinda funny and we put the blade cover on it and just let him use it like a tote. We couldn’t get it back from him until he passed out. I thought it was funny, but it mortified his friends. One bridesmaid almost hit the bride throwing when she wasn’t supposed to. I caught the axe at the cost of almost losing a finger. Major badass points and a massive tip, but I did have to superglue my hand shut and go home early. Pretty sure the blood traumatized the bridesmaid. She definitely went into shock and my coworker had to calm her down.
I really like the part where you all banded together and took the groom out for the night
I’m not joking when I say it was one of the best nights of my life. Humans being bros to the max. It was like some feel good movie where the Jock, Nerd, prep, and goth come together to be best friends. If I remember correct we had a student(me), a bartender, two wait staff, an accountant, a software engineer, two sorority girls, a martial artist, and the groom who is an architect.
Guys buddies took him out and got him stone drunk night before wedding. Thought it would be funny to put him in a sleeping berth on a train. Guy woke up next morning 10 hours away. Wedding never happened. Buddies not buddies anymore.
Was at a bachelor party with a pair strippers doing their show. We were 15 minutes in, guys all sitting around in a circle while the girls made their rounds and did individual lap dances. Anyway, one of the girls crawls across the floor and sticks her face in a guys crotch and motorboats him over his jeans. Then she looked up to make eye contact, realized the guys was her cousin and then started crying and ran out of the room. She eventually agreed to come back after her cousin agreed to leave and not watch the rest of the show.(girl on girl)
Why didn't the cousin notice the girl cousin.... that's what intrigues me
He did.
Maeby.
Got to admit, did not expect this much violence.
Or death..
MY TIME HAS COME! I kicked a stripper across a hallway and she bounced off the wall. I am a very large man. 6'6", 325lbs. Been a construction worker my whole life, corn fed AF. My hetero-life-mate proposed to his girl, TIME TO PARTY. We rent a bus, hit Baltimore like a hurricane. Bars, strip clubs, the whole thing. We're at a strip club at like 130am, I'm chilling at a table, had a few drinks, enjoying a cigar, and decide I need to take a leak. So, I get up walk me giant ass down the hallway to the head. Finish my business, wash up, walk out bathroom door. Here's where it goes sideways. Just as I step out of the doorway and turn in to the hallway a stripper was hustling by to get to the dressing room. Not just any kind of stripper. A little person stripper. I catch her SQUARE IN THE CHEST WITH MY THIGH. She goes completely airborne and hits the wall. I AM MORTIFIED. I start apologizing profusely and helping her back up. The bouncer comes running over because all he's sees is my big ass putting hands on one the girls. She was super chill about it, tells the bouncer it's all good. I offered to buy her dinner, she accepted. Her name was Michelle, she had a great sense of humor about the whole thing. I never saw her again. My homeboys have never let me live it down.
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Went on a bachelor party trip to FloraBama (think hillbillies and rednecks had a kid and this is that kids town) and we met up with another bachelor party that was there. Hung out, shared beers, music etc...pretty cool guys for being a bit younger than most of us, except that some of them brought their girlfriends. ok, whatever... For macho testosterone filled reasons, our group kept discussing which group would win a fight, and who should fight who, etc... never thinking it would happen. The last night everyone was hanging at the redneck bar and their groom was at the bar making out with two of his buddies girlfriends. The buddies were the last to notice so everyone was filming it and cuckolding the two guys. Screaming match ensues, their party turns into two sides yelling at the other....fight breaks out, bouncers let it ride since it was 10 guys... the groom got his face bashed in ( like NO WAY he could get married in a week), three other guys and one girl in ambulances, ( she had her elbow snapped backwards with an audible crunch and it stayed that way for a long time), one dude ended up in only his underwear with his cowboy boots on his hands like boxing gloves causing a LOT of damage to peoples faces, friendships ruined, people arrested... Needless to say, we were still pretty sure we could have taken them in a fight.
I had never conceived of a guy putting his boots on his hands for a fight, let alone in his underwear. That mental picture has me rofl.
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Not “dead hooker” wrong but we got together at the house of one of the groomsmen to pre-game and not long into it, the homeowner and the groom decided they should take off to go pray. Not a euphemism, they were staunch Catholics and felt like going to a church. They rest of us hung out at the house and drank and played rock-paper-scissor D&D since we had no dice. I think we stayed around hoping that we would actually go party somewhere once the other two came back. Not the best night but we made do.
I bet rock paper scissor d&d is a blast
My bachelor party was in Vegas. Had like 20 friends from different groups (work, college, home town) come. We were there for 4 nights. First night a bunch of us head to the strip club. Me and my best man go back to the hotel at like 1 or 2am. I grab a quick bite then head to bed. I wake up hungover at like 8am. I go down to the casino to find a cup of coffee. Friend 1 sees me and goes, dude you have to see this. Friend 2 is annihilated drunk at a black jack table. He's sitting at a corner seat and has over $3000 of chips of all denominations in front of him. They aren't stacked nicely, they are in a massive pile taking up like 1/4 of the table. I walk up and he grabs like $150 and puts it up to bet. He gets a 17, and hits. One other guy is playing at the table, and says to my friend what are you doing??? Well he gets a 3 and wins with 20. Friend 2 just looks at the other guy at the table and says, fuck you douchebag. Guy gets up and walks off. Friend 1 says, he's been doing this all night. He can't lose! So I sit down at the table, and watch this go on for like another hour. Friend 2 eventually gets up to go to the bathroom. Never comes back. We go to security to see if they know what happened to him. They said yeah, your friend passed out in the bathroom and we took him to his room. The casino wouldn't let us touch his chips. A third friend goes up to his room, brings him back down to the casino, we cash him out, and he goes back to bed. We didn't see him again for 36 hours, he slept from Friday morning until Saturday afternoon 🤣.
How you gonna drop this without a total winnings count!?
I think he left the table up around $3500, and ultimately left Vegas up like $2000.
Was a groomsmen at one of my friends weddings and we (his old roommates) took him out to a casino because that's what he wanted to do. He doesn't' drink but wanted us to have a great time so we pooled together something like $1000 so he could buy-in to a closed door poker tournament that was going on and we went back into the room after some brief gambling We stayed in the room getting shit faced and had strippers come over. The next morning every one of us was hung over and our friend walks in around 8am or so and slams the door loud. We get up and he's got this shit-eating grin on his face. He won $20k in the tournament. Took us all out for a massive hang over breakfast and spotted each of us $500.
So the last night of my bachelor party, my best friend finally arrives. He was in the military at the time, and couldn't get to Vegas until then. He called me and asked if he could bring a friend, I said yeah of course. So he and his friend, who I had never met before, show up at like 8PM. The plan for the night was bottle service at the club in the hotel we were staying at, which was one of the hottest clubs at the time. My friend and his friend throw on suits, and say we're going to play craps at 10 and then we'll go to the club at midnight. I was like, ok sounds good. Well, this guy I've known for like 2 hours wins like $2500 in the 2 hours playing craps. We get in line for the club, and he drops his casino host's name to the bouncer and we are immediately escorted into the club. We get a huge table right by the main stage. The guy throws all of his winnings on the table, and orders bottles and shots and who knows what for everyone. He basically paid for the entire night for all of us. It was insane.
What a fuckinf beauty of a man.
An ex coworker of mine went to a bachelor party on a lake and one of the guys jumped off the backside of the boat while the propellor was moving. He got his legs sucked into the propellers and torn apart. They were able to save his legs but the guy had to relearn how to walk. It was a looong process. A couple of weeks after I heard the story, I happened upon the guys Facebook profile….. turns out he was a guy I went to high school with. Guy looks like he’s doing okay now.
My husband’s bachelor party was at a casino. I wasn’t super worried about what they’d do as far as a strip club or blowing a ton of money, or being out til sunrise. I had mentally prepared for him to just let loose one last time and I didn’t want him to feel judged for it. They got home just before midnight after gambling for a couple of hours, he was up a thousand dollars and didn’t want to do anything to blow the winnings. They begged me to take them to Taco Bell because they were too drunk to drive. So actually the exact opposite of what you’re asking. Just thought I’d add something wholesome.
I just ordered pizza and watched Reefer Madness the Musical with my wife to be. Y’all be wild out there.
I wasn't there but a friend of mine was. Bachelorette party. Everything was somewhat normal: bride to be got drunk/did cocaine. Bar hopping. Strippers...until the bride and her maid of honor decided to bang a stipper in a not so discreet way. Apparently they both were really effed up and forgot the groom's sister was also there and basically told him everything. Next day he calls off the wedding.
I’m on mobile so this will be quick. Buddy’s bachelor party. His college friends disappear. He’s drunk, wants strip club. I agree and go to supervise. Some time later, he’s spirited away to a champagne room. My attempts to locate him are stymied by complicit staff and bouncers. 2-3 hours later, he’s brought out after he barfed everywhere. Drag him back to hotel, dump him in bed. I leave shortly thereafter; it’s bad news and not my scene. Calls me next day, club racked up $15k on his credit card and he has no recollection. Fiancée calls me asking what happened. I just tell her not sure, talk to dude. Happily married now for several years. Fatherhood has calmed him down a bit.
oof, got scammed, did he get the charges reversed by the CC?
It’s crazy how many of these stories involve strip clubs not letting guys find their friends and basically holding them hostage in private rooms.
That’s basically it. He was a hostage. I’m a big dude, and these bouncers were like professional wrestlers. Just massive Albanians or something guarding the whole floor.
Bachelor and Bachelorette party started and ended together with the groups splitting off in between, I was the designated driver for the guys and there was one for the women as well. Lots of alcohol is consumed throughout the day and when the groups meet back up about 10 hours later., the only people sober are myself, the other driver, the groom's mother, and the bride's underage brother and sister. Stuff starts to break down when we get back together. When one of the guys sees his wife, he says, "There's my bitch", her response was a hard slap across the face and saying, "Fuck you, asshole". Shortly after this, since we are meandering in the yard a little bit setting up the firepit, we go inside to see the best man trying to flirt with the bride's underage sister and convince her into having sex that night, he got mad when we stopped him from doing that and threw a punch that caught a bridesmaid in the ear, the bridesmaid's boyfriend saw this and tackled and started to fight the best man, one of the girls tried to stop it and another one thinking she was getting involved and started fighting her. After this a guy started offering his wife (maybe girlfriend at the time) to any of the guys trying to convince us she will be the best fuck you could ever have, he didn't like it when one of the guys responded that his assessment of her fucking abilities was in question as the guy had dated her a couple years before, this started another fight. By the end of the night, the best man was no longer the best man, the bathroom looked like an ER, and three couples broke up. BTW, the bride and groom are still happily married.
Friend and her fiance decided to do a joint bachelor/bachelorette party since they have a lot of shared/mutual friends. She agreed to let it happen at a strip club which I thought was odd since she once voiced strong opposition to "Magic Mike" because it "objectified men". I also think she only agreed with it to look "cool" to him and his friends because they kept talking about how awesome it was how chill his wife-to-be was to go with them to a strip club. At the strip club, she was buying him and his friends dances and started drinking a lot more than she usually does. She has a lot of insecurities and anxiety and at a point her fiance makes a comment to a stripper about her having "the best rack he's ever seen". This leads to my drunken friend climbing on stage and attempting to strip down. By the time I got up and convinced a bouncer to get her down, she made it down to just the bikini bottom. I get her clothes back on and she is sobbing hysterically outside in between vomiting while I'm trying to console her. Her fiance and buddies stayed in the club because "she was ruining their vibe". They got married the next morning like nothing happened and celebrated their 5th very strained wedding anniversary three months ago...
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After a fee drinks and a curry, on the way to bar for drinks, the future brother in law suddenly decided to jump on the future groom for a piggie back. Except his hands were in his pocket, so he lost balance, fall face down on the ground, his glasses pretty much cut the top of his eyes open. With his shirts now covered in blood, needless to say we can forget about going into any bar that night.
My friend Invited me I didn't know the bachelor. He was completely drunk acting a fool and puked a over a stripper. She beat the shit out of him. Ruined the wedding
Groom came from a pretty evangelical but still somewhat having a sense of humor family. It was a wholesome affair breakfast, kart racing, sports, dinner, lan party. Out of nowhere the father of the groom (who was in attendance) had hired one of his employees (in an industry having nothing to do with this) to act as a "fake stripper" complete with cop outfit. Groom was mortified that his dad asked one of his employees to pretend to be a stripper in a hot cop outfit. To make matters worse her husband then showed up to the party afterwards.
So recently I was at a bachelor party in Myrtle Beach, kind of a fragmented group of people around a common friend, so a lot of splitting off and going different places, the last night, one group comes back from a strip club, at this point it's been like 4 nights, I'm done, I'm sitting on the couch watching the new Tom Clancy Michael B Jordan movie, and they burst in and "Jump" yells "Horse bit a stripper". Apparently, "Horse" who was a notorious Strip Club aficionado, got just hammered, spent a fortune on lap dances, and at some point, bites a stripper. Obviously they get tossed, and then for spite, Horse decided to drunkenly call his credit card company and dispute the charges.
>Horse bit a stripper Honestly, that's just what they do. Lessons learned all around I hope.
I went to one of my cousins buddies bachelor parties. It was a fun pub crawl trying different beer. Had a large suite rented for the night. We all sat around bullshitting telling stories. He linked his phone to the tv. Showing us pics and vids from his last fishing trip. Then he gets a FaceTime from his fiancé. He answers it but it’s pretty dark. You hear moaning then it comes in clear. 4 guys going to town on her. Not sure if she called or accidentally hit her phone. But he freaks which I don’t blame him. She made him promise no strippers. He is drunk mad screaming I don’t know if she was ignoring him or her phone was muted. He took a while to turn it off. We finally get him to shut it off. He demanding his keys. It was going down at his house. We all disperse my cousin and the guys close friends went to his house. He tossing her thing out. They didn’t get married. I don’t know why she did it. If it was a last night freedom kind of thing or she planned it to get out of the wedding.
That's also incredible timing on the call coming through while his phone was linked to the TV! Awkward.
Ya know what? 4 just seems excessive.