“What Was The Worst Or Craziest Thing You Saw At A Stag Or Bachelorette Party?” (30 Stories)
Bachelor and bachelorette parties are supposed to be a fun way to mark the end of an era. Your friend is leaving their single life. And that deserves to be celebrated! However, there have to be at least some limits. Some parties, unfortunately, get way, waaay out of hand and overly dramatic. They start to resemble something akin to ‘The Hangover’ trilogy.
The members of the r/AskReddit community opened up about some of the wildest and craziest things they’d ever witnessed at bachelor and bachelorette parties. They’re a dramatic warning not to go overboard with any celebration. Scroll down for their stories, and let us know what you think of them in the comments, Pandas.
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Downtown Nashville there were two bachelorette parties in the same bar that was on the smaller side compared to others. Both brides were blonde Barbies and wearing next to nothing as was their wedding parties. Both parties were dancing in front of the stage and one of the bridesmaids from party A fell into the bride of party B. Next thing you know, the bride of party B smacks the girl who bumped into her face across the face and throws her drink on her.
Next thing you know there is a full on donnybrook going on with 12 to 14 girls fighting in front of the stage complete with hair pulling, slapping, hitting, tops getting torn off, drinks getting thrown as well as shoes. The bouncer was doing the best he can but couldn't control the chaos and most of the patrons made their way away from the mess. Two members of the band stopped playing and tried to break it up. It took a while but things died down but the best part was that the lead guitarist just kept playing and whipped up Van Halen's "Eruption" while the fight was happening.
Guys having a bachelor party, getting sh**faced and all. Then they decide to play stupid games, one was that the groom wears rubber boots, and they spray construction foam into the boots so he cannot undress them. They fall asleep later, the groom in his boots. Next day they had to rush to the hospital as he couldn’t feel his feet no more. Turns out they „died off“ and they had to amputate both legs under the knees. All guys involved were prosecuted and the bride cancelled the marriage and relationship.
I (British) have always been mocked by my friend group for being posh. So much so, that for my stag, my friends came to my door dressed as royal guards and gave me a Queen Elizabeth II fancy dress outfit. We then proceeded around London on a 'royal-sounding' pub crawl. It was a phenomenal day. Tourists and locals were (mostly) finding it hilarious, and everyone was asking for pictures. We were so popular at the Buckingham Palace gates, I even got a picture of us all with a couple of armed police officers. This was September 2022. I'll let you guess what the breaking news that afternoon was, whilst I was significantly drunk in central London, dressed as Her Majesty. That day did not end well.
The entire point of bachelor and bachelorette parties is to create a fun celebration that marks the finishing of one chapter of a person’s life and the entering of a brand new one.
Generally speaking, the folks organizing these parties have to find a balance between what the bride or groom-to-be wants and what all of the guests would enjoy. You want to find a way of finding out everyone’s common interests. Naturally, the party should be built around what the bride or groom values the most, but you don’t want your guests to be bored either.
A relationship that had been sidelined by infidelity (on his part) ended up back together. As good decisions go, they decided to push past the insecurities by getting married. He planned his own bachelor party and we were just along for the ride. Her one rule: no naked girls.
The second stop of the evening (after the all-you-can-eat buffet) was of course a gentleman’s club. We all chipped in and got him a private dance or two, hoping to soon be on our way. Instead, he went off with two girls and was gone for almost an hour, racking up hundreds of $$$ in charges.
We went to collect him and move on, “you guys got this covered right!?” No, bud. We already spent what we brought. Bouncers appear from nowhere and ‘politely’ prevent us from leaving until he’s settled up. I had to help him drunkenly activate the PIN on his credit card to visit the ATM.
Guess who was monitoring his spending activity? He flew home to an empty apartment.
Understandable from the wife-not-to-be-anymore. I wanna be honest, I can't say how much it disgusts me that people see a need to go to a strip-club in the first place right before they get married to the supposed love of their life. If you love your spouse to be, why do you need to see random naked people right before you get married? Or even half naked people to be honest, this all seems to tie into this old stereotype that "the man gives up his freedom" when he gets married.
I was at airport security when a bachelor party was going through. The grooms bag was flagged and he was pulled aside. His friends all were smirking he looked bewildered. Security reached in and pulled out a can of beer with a MASSIVE dildo duct taped to it. He was mortified everyone started chanting for him to drink it and he chugged the beer at 6:30am with a dildo slapping him in the face. It was glorious.
I’ve told this story before.
I was invited by a friend at the last minute to a stag night in Atlanta for a group i didn’t know. I grabbed a bag, packed for any and every occasion.
Arrived at the grooms house to catch the coming limo when I heard a loud bang followed by cursing.
Yep, the groom had been showing off his new .22 pistol and had accidentally shot the best man in the calf muscle.
Rest of the night got weird. Random housewife’s blowing wedding party members in front of the crowd, strippers, IVs, dominatrix, and general chaos. All with a best man limping around with a fresh gunshot and a groom with a 20 pound bowling ball chained to his leg.
I learned two things. 1) I didn’t pack for any and every occasion. 2) EMTs party harder than any group alive and we should all be scared of them.
Think about what activities the bride or groom enjoy, what their characters and temperaments are like, and what they’re most passionate about. Use their hobbies and interests as a springboard for inspiration.
Maybe your friend wants a classy night out with steaks, cigars, and tasting whiskey. Or they want to relive their college glory days and have fun partying in bars and clubs all night long. Or they’re a super active adrenaline junkie and want to do something wild like skydiving, horseriding, or white water rafting.
Alternatively, they might want a quiet day with the people they love most, doing something simple, like going on a picnic, playing tabletop games, or having a marathon of their fave films at, say, an outdoor cinema.
At my bachelor party, a guy who owned the house slept with one of the two strippers. For some reason, he decided not to pay her, and she cut up all his work suits in his closet with a knife. I didn't know any of this was happening because I was drunk and playing pool like a reasonable partygoer, but I support her decision. He always was a dumb*ss.
I got a text to come to the bridge. I got there and saw a group of guys singing and holding bottles of whiskey or vodka floating down the river on a couch strapped to barrels, followed by two guys, one wearing a dress, on a matching loveseat. Turns out they knew the bride-to-be didn't like the groom-to-be's furniture; it was exceptionally secondhand. So, they raided his place and emptied it of everything she didn't like as a pre-wedding present so that when she moved in, it would be ready for her to fill with the right stuff. Turns out that filling the river with garbage is not legal. A few days later, they were there digging stuff out with police supervision. And, it also turns out that new furniture and kitchenware is expensive. The bride was not happy.
Bachelor party for a friend, he invited "that guy" from his work to come along...we get a suite at a minor league hockey game to start. Private bar/bartender. That Guy decided he wasn't being served fast enough, whipped it out and pissed on the bar when the bartender wasn't looking.
At the strip club later, That Guy got us thrown out for calling a dancer the n-word. Outside, we had to hold him back from assaulting some poor kid walking home from work. We eventually got him in the van, he proceeds to berate the DD for not having the balls to run over pedestrians.
We dumped the racist f**k in North Philly alone. I personally never saw him again, but I know he lived for at least a few years after that; dead now. Good riddance.
Bachelor or bachelorette parties do not necessarily have to have erotic or raunchy elements. Nor do they have to be chock full of activities, trivia games, and embarrassing tasks.
Some people are deeply uncomfortable with these things, so keep that in mind before you go making things super awkward for the bride or groom. There’s a difference between mild embarrassment and being paralyzed with fear because your best buds are making fun of you.
As always, try to keep a grip on how much alcohol you consume. When in doubt, it’s best to lean toward moderation. It might help you avoid some major regrets. Bachelor and bachelorette parties are not the last times you’ll be going out for drinks with your friends, so don’t act like it’s the end of the world.
This one is horribly sad. When I was a kid my uncle was one of a group of five inseparable guys. They were always together and always doing dumb, but harmless s**t. All from the same small town. One guy gets married and they have a big bachelor party at a cabin in the woods. Just a safe place to get sh**faced and do nothing that will end the marriage before it starts. Groom wakes up at like 4:30 and decides to head home early but his car is blocked in by his buddies car so he leaves buddy a note and takes the buddies car. Buddies wallet is in the car. Groom tries to pass a couple cars and the front car he is passing speeds up and won’t let him pass. Another car is coming opposite way and the car refuses to let him over. Speeds up and slows down a couple times and the groom ends up in a collision that kills him. Cops only find the wallet that was left in the car by car owner and go notify the wrong kid’s parents that their kid is dead. Parents go to identify body and realize it’s not their kid, but is the groom. Eventually the groom’s parents sue the car owner because he left the keys in his car and that allowed their son, the groom, to drive while still impaired. By the time all is said and done, several families who had been friends for years were mortal enemies who hated one another. They never located the driver who refused to be passed but the car behind him stopped and is who called the cops and said it was 100% intentional. The guy refused to let the car in for several seconds and it was dark and there’s a steep ditch on the other side so the groom just seems to have panicked. That s**t was sad for years. I grew up knowing all the families. The groom was one of the guys who taught me to play football and the car owner taught me to ride a motorcycle. All the families lived within a few miles of each other in a town where the high school’s graduating classes were usually 20-25 people.
At my friend's bachelor party a few years ago, after a night of very heavy drinking, my twin brother fell off a balcony of at least 20 feet.
Thankfully the only thing that happened as a result of the fall was a broken wrist.
This kind of happened on mine. My idiot buddies decided to fill me with so much whiskey that I ended up being sent home on the metro escorted by some of my aunt's friends, who we bumped into while they were out shopping for the day and grabbing dinner. I threw up into one of their shopping bags (which they'd kindly emptied in order to let me), and my now-wife met us at the station and took me home and to bed by 9:00 p.m. My wife then made me deliver bottles of wine to my aunt's friends as a thank you/apology a few days later.
My idiot buddies decided to fill me with whisky? No dude, your choice. Don't place blame on others for your own terrible decisions
The stripper used hand sanitizer on the stag's back and lit it on fire. Of course, it didn’t burn off right away like she (stupidly) expected. Stag ended up in the hospital with second-degree burns to his entire back. I still, to this day, can smell the burning flesh and back hair.
I simply cannot for the life of me fathom where any thought about the risks were?
As we left the strip joint to go to the next stop on a friend's stag adventure, one of the drunk groomsmen thought it would be a great idea to grab the coat-check girl's tip jar and (attempt) to leave with it.
Turns out those burly bouncer types are not only good at keeping rowdies out, they are pretty decent at tackling idiots running away carrying mini-fishbowls full of cash...
Not something I witnessed but I remember reading about a guy went on a stag night (I am hoping not his own) and managed to impregnate 3 women… who all had the baby and he was present throughout the pregnancy and birth for each and he was in the paper after the birth with the different mothers if not on the same day within a week of each other….
We were all very drunk, and after my mate's party, a few of us were walking home via a railway yard and decided to take a nap in one of the carriages. We woke up at lunchtime the next day in another state, and we all missed the wedding, including the groom.
Who makes a stag night the day before. Sound bordering stupid
I had a friend who bartended at a strip club. She used to get me in for free and I’d just hang out with her and drink some and chat with the girls when it was slow. (That’s when she could get me in free.)
One night I’m in there and this bachelor party comes in. Turns out it was one of the girls fiance… who didn’t know she was a dancer as she told him she did other things for work. Well, she had been, but hated the job and money and left to dance and just told him she had changed positions in her company.
They got into it, bouncer got involved, they led the guy out, where he proceeded to get a gun, then get tackled by the entire security team. Police were called. It wasn’t pretty. Kept me there for hours because they had the entire parking lot blocked off.
My girlfriend went to a bachelorette party in Savannah, GA. If you’ve been, you know there are insanely steep, cobblestone stairs by the river. Long story short, the bride of the party my girlfriend was with threw another girl in another bachelorette party down these stairs. She was knocked unconscious and bled everywhere. They rushed her to the hospital.
The bride who pushed the girl started receiving calls from the police and started ducking the calls. The other party of girls has been trying pretty hard to find her and press charges but she’s been avoiding them ever since.
My girlfriend and the rest of the girls from the party didn’t attend the wedding and don’t speak to this girl anymore. Idk if there even was a wedding tbh, the bride was basically talking about cheating on her party at the bachelorette party too.
She’s a mess lol.
They should have called the police and got her arrested, pushing someone down the stairs is attempted murder. The poor girl can call herself lucky that she didn't die and was able to heal without ending up with broken bones or worse paraplegic
I was traveling for work. About 10PM I was checking into a hotel. In the lobby was a group of young women, obviously a bachelorette party.
Drunk girl: “But I wawnt him!”
Sober girl: “Stop it! You’re getting married tomorrow!”.
WHY have the party the night before the wedding? Who wants to go to their own wedding a hungover mess?
I got one that's completely different than you'd expect.
For my bachelor party, I took some of my best friends camping and rock climbing. The area we went is known to have been sacred to native Americans. One night, we go up to the top of the hill and are just chilling and smoking cigars. We're the only people there until we hear a group make their way to an area maybe 30 yards away. They start playing drums and other instruments and start chanting and dancing. My friends and I try to stay hidden and watch them perform this ceremony.
After 30 minutes or so, they stop and are all just sitting around talking quietly. Meanwhile, one of my groomsmen lets out this earth shattering 5 second fart. The group absolutely cracks up and everyone was howling with laughter. It's legit one of the funniest things I've ever experienced. I'm tearing up from laughing just thinking about it.
I went to a stag night with a good friend from work. We went to a local strip club, and everything was going well until this knockout redhead got on stage to do her thing. She was maybe 30 seconds into her dance when we heard the first rumble. She was clearly having some bowel issues, and was holding back the tide as she soldiered through her dance. What happened next can only be described as an eruption. She started a move on the pole, and it just went. It hit the dance floor and splattered everywhere. Not one of us was spared. We all got dotted with brown, stinky splatter. Her thong made a perfect device for throwing the loose poo stream in separate directions. She rushed off stage, of course, leaving a crowd of people staring at one another in equal parts shock and amusement. Aside from the clothes dotted in watery poo, 10/10 evening, LOL.
Well mine seems tame to some of the ones I read. One of the parties I was a part of multiple girls openly cheated on their boyfriends and husbands. They would scream at me to take a picture of them dancing and being pick up by random dudes. 2 of them slept with someone else (while in a committed closed relationship). The next day they wanted me to post the pictures for them. I refused to get drawn into whatever drama they were trying to stir up. Made the wedding awkward when I met their partners. It was sad there was a lot more trust between me and my standing hook up than couples that were committed to each other.
Group of super religious guys I knew, one was getting married like my sophomore year of college during the summer. Met up with them at a local elementary school where they proceeded to put on diapers and have races around the playground. I passed. They then went to the lake where they read bible verses. I got bored and left.
My buddy, the groom to be, got stabbed in the face and neck at his stag party. His fiancée was pissed off, rightfully so. Now he has a huge scar running down his cheek. Looks pretty badass although I’m sure his now wife would’ve preferred his face not to be stabbed.
Edit: so my friend had a nice, ordinary stag night, lots of drinking and normal shenanigans that go along with a stag. Around 3am the boys were thirsty, but not for booze, they wanted to see some strippers at a closed night club right in the worst area of the city. Being a seasoned partier, I know nothing good happens after 3am. I peaced. They continued on, quenched their thirst. On the way out around 5am some indigenous fellers rode by on their bikes. One of my buddies friends joked about their bikes. The guys said we will be right back to f**k you up, of course I’m paraphrasing. They went to a house that was close by (a notorious house that always causes trouble) they came back with a knife. My friend is the type of guy that will fight to the death and not scared of anything. He basically got backed in to a corner and the guy stabbed the s**t out of him. He got the knife from the guy and ripped off the hoodie the attacker was wearing. The bad guy ran away after taking a bit of a beating. The cops came and they were actually able to catch the little f****r. He got 30 days in jail. What a f*****g joke that was.
The groom was absolutely p**s drunk and we were walking to the next spot. He approaches a lady and says, "Oh my God your dog is so beautiful! And so are you! Can I get your number?" And she says yeah but before she finishes he goes, "SIKE I'm getting married hahahaha!" And starts sprinting down the street and jumped over another person in the party. Just took off giggling.
One of the groomsmen jumped out of a moving car to go hit on a woman he saw walking down the street. He went home with her that night.
The bachelorette party took place at a sports club where football games were being broadcast on television. They invited a stripper to perform, and among other typical bachelorette fare, they had squirty cream, a bride eating a banana out of his panties, and so on. But during the entire thing, an elderly man was sitting on a bar stool and watching the football. He was too obstinate to move, having been there before they arrived. He is standing about a foot away from the soiled male stripper with his pint, his eyes fixed on the screen and still.
When you get to a certain age you have seen it all and don't care anymore. lol
I got a concussion during my bachelor party from a middle age stripper's fake t*ts getting slammed into head. I told my now wife in the morning at a family meal that she needed to keep an eye on me. She laughed at me and said I deserved it but she would keep an eye on me.
On the plus side, if the marriage doesn't work out you can probably get an annulment on the grounds you had a brain injury at the time.
I was a pizza driver and delivered a pizza to one and they thought I was a stripper and started undressing me.
Groom was so drunk that he didn’t realize the dancer was not really a cop and not really arresting him …
so he stood up into her front teeth. Emergency oral surgery for her, dozens of stitches and a turban of bandages for the wedding (which almost didn’t happen) for him.
If you feel the need to get the last of your wild oats sown before "locking it down" to somebody, you don't need to be marrying someone. You obviously feel like it's restraining you somehow. I also don't understand overtly sexually-themed parties before weddings either, or wanton drunkenness before and during the wedding! Alcohol doesn't lend itself to good decisions!
If you feel the need to get the last of your wild oats sown before "locking it down" to somebody, you don't need to be marrying someone. You obviously feel like it's restraining you somehow. I also don't understand overtly sexually-themed parties before weddings either, or wanton drunkenness before and during the wedding! Alcohol doesn't lend itself to good decisions!