Need your Bachelor Party ideas/stories

Booze and escorts.

Paintball. Friends took me there as one part of my bachelor party weekend, it was pretty awesome. Except for the first round, where they stuck me by myself on a bus in the middle of one of their fields and came at me from all sides.

The guy working the place said that one bachelor party that had come through there had brought along a 15 pound ball and chain and locked it on the lucky groom's leg during the game. Thankfully my friends aren't as imaginative.

I did a mix of both. LOTS of booze, silly make up and chasing the bachelor through the streets with a paintball gun.
Strippers are a must. But mainly, LOTS of booze.



That left a LOT of marks the next day.

One of the best bachelor parties that I ever attended started off with go carts. It was supposed to be a quick stop at a track to get the adrenaline going, but we ended up staying there for almost 3 hours. It was an absolute blast, and it got us all revved up for a night of booze and...other things.

If the party is starting earlier in the day (around 3pm or so), consider doing this.

Sounds like you had them right where you wanted them. Extreme adventure works, too. Go skydiving, hang-gliding, ziplining, bungee jumping, whatever. Let them feel sweet, sweet life, adventure and a kicking adrenaline rush; because it's the last time they'll ever taste 'fun' again.

For a friend's bachelor party, we did dinner at a steakhouse, then went to a hotel room for an evening of booze, cigars, poker and Rat Pack movies playing in the background.

I second the extreme adventure stuff. I've been to plenty crazy, boozing, strippering bachelor parties - and still the best I've ever been to was one where the bachelor's brother rented a camping ground near a lake and a couple of motorboats and jetskis. We spent the day drinking, barbecuing, jetskiing and hanging out. Not a stripper in sight - though we did go to a nearby club at the end of the night and convinced a girl there to give him an impromptu lapdance.

EDIT: we also did the ball-and-chain thing, but all that embarrassing the groom bullshit is never really as fun for him as it should be.

Yeah, if you're looking to avoid the bar crawl thing, paintball is a good time, even if you've never done it before. I've done that on a couple of bachelor parties (which ultimately ended up in bars by the end of the night, but still...). Camping's also a good alternative.

If your friend's a movie fan, and there are any cool, deluxe theaters near where you live, you can look into that. We kidnapped one of my friends for his bachelor party, blindfolded him, drove him about an hour and a half away from his house, stopped at a bar or two on the way, and didn't take the blindfold off until he was sitting with a beer for a screening of Gladiator on its opening weekend. (Although, again... we ended up at some more bars by the end of the night.)

For my bachelor party, some friends drove me to the Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. I had no idea where we were going when I got in the van, but I went home having been *this close* to Rick Springfield's pants.

Bingo, two of the best bachelor party memories I have started with hooning round go kart tracks.

On one of them we even had the added bonus of two members of the track staff getting into fisticuffs right in the middle of one of our races, and I don't just mean in the middle time-wise, I mean they ended up wrestling on the actual track itself. I came tearing round a corner and suddenly there was what looked like a body in the middle of the track so I swerved and went around, pulled to the side, jumped out of the kart and as I turned and removed my helmet I saw it was actually two guys tussling like they thought they were in the octogon. Turns out one of them had been bawled out by the other one for turning up to work late, and a little drunk, and hadn't taken it well.

If you have the time and want everyone to have a blast then stuff like karts, paint ball, jet skis or sky dives is the best way to start the first three or four hours. Later, like Tati says, a stripper or two and plenty of booze. Just, whatever you do, don't do it on the night before the wedding, that's no good for anybody concerned.

My brother-in-law's bachelor party consisted of wall-to-wall cops (me being the only civvie), and lots of booze and food at their local hangout. There was a slide show of one or two of the cops' on vacation, then we all drove to Delilah's near Toms River to watch the girlies dance in their underpants. party wrapped up around 2-3 AM.

My bachelor party was an all-nighter in Atlantic City. What was supposed to be a big shindig wound up being my best friend, me, and my friend Ray, bar hopping, gambling, and the three of us left speechless and dumbstruck by a red-headed vision of loveliness doing a strip tease at Naked City. Girl was so perfect, we automatically felt unworthy of being in her presence. We still talk about her to this day.

Paintball - don't get talked into playing against "regulars". I got the shit shot out of me by a little kid in camoflauge.

That's good for daytime; for dinner, try to find a churrascaria. Then hit a comedy club. Then titties. Worked for me.

Instead of paintball, pick a homeless man off the streets and hunt him down in the woods. It is truly the deadliest game. And a night of fun and friendship the groom will never forget!

If killing hobos ain't your game, you could also take my above recipe and swap out paintballing for skydiving. Jump out of a plane, eat a bunch of meat, laugh your ass off, then get drunk while looking at naked ladies.

My bachelor was kart, followed by a copious feast at a German restaurant, followed by your pretty average Montreal strippers.

I didn't get THAT drunk. I didn't wear stupid costumes. Because my friends knew me. Practicing martial arts and loving fighting has to have some advantage...

My friend had the best: the best man went to see the cops and asked and was given their permission. To do what? Tie the groom on a chair at the back of a pickup truck, with feathers, mustard and all you can imagine, and cruise the city for an hour. Followed by bars and strippers ( the groom did get a shower...).

You need permission for that?
That's standard practice down here. At least in Buenos Aires, not so much in the smaller cities. Bachelors get dressed as babies or naked, and are tied to trunks of cars and you tour them around the city while people honk and take pictures. Then you tie them up to a monument or something for a few hours. Midget stripper to blow them is optional.

Driving laws doesn't really allow that, but he wanted to be sure. And at some point he wasn't driving at 10 miles an hour.... let's just say he was really well strapped, and so was the chair.

I'm not a sports nut (the groom is), but a Minor league ballgame last week was fun and affordable (and Trek-tastic):

I know I've told my bachelor party story round here before. Here's the quick recap:

• 24 oz steak dinner (with potatoes & beer) at Arthur's: Morris Plains, NJ
• Beer funnel back at my friend's place (atleast 3 bottles poured in at one time)
• Got it all down, until what was left in the tube.
• Tried to force the swallow, choked, and puked up steak dinner and a ton of beer through my nose & mouth.
• Clogged kitchen sink, a terrible stench, chunks in my burning nostrils, and a night of continued drinking, hand-cuffed to a chair.

Go with the meat and beer. Skip the puking.

The best bachelor party we did consisted of Drinking Around the World at Epcot Center in Orlando. You start in Mexico and end in England. The entire group has to have one drink per country and that includes the crappy little mini-country stands they have for the US and the like. I must warn you, Germany is EVIL with beer and shots. In each country you have to buy the local beer. I think in total its 12-13 drinks. Around a 1/4 of the way around we somehow made it part of the plan where the group had to chip in money to buy a local hat from each country. The group voted who had to wear what hat. We ended up getting quite a group of folks following us (including Security who was not happy with us at all) who joined in the fun both drinking and offering suggestions on who wore what hat. We did this for most of the day and then went out to the typical bachelor party steakhouse and bar hopping afterwards. Wearing our hats all night of course.

This is key. If you start in England, you will never get out of the Rose and Crown. I know. I've tried.

That's a great call Phil. Brazil: Champions of the world in football, partying and barbeque. Right Tati?

HAhaha, nice try.
Fuckers claim Gauchos are from Brazil...

Went white water rafting for one buddy's bachelor party. That was a great time. BBQ after the trip was included in the price. Do yo have any idea how good BBQ and beer tastes when you are exhausted from river rafting?

Others strip joints and drinking. We usually go to Portland, OR. On one occasion I saw the groom-to-be on stage and ridden like a see-saw. After, the lovly ladies spanked him with a studded belt only to have it accidentally whip around and hit him in the balls. He was later puking and out cold by midnight only to have roller derby chicks stop by our room to kiss and rub their titties in his passed out face. At another buddy's bachelor party I had a stripper called Skittles grind herself to completion on my nose.

What you shouldn't do is ask a pal to hand you a bottle of vodka when you are too drunk to receive it, shattering it on the floor and not getting all the glass cleaned, so that when that said same pal later steps on a shard cutting his foot wide open he won't bleed profusely all over your hotel room which you are then the next morning kicked out of, alienating the groom-to-be and 4 of his other friends, and necessitating the summoning of a bio-hazard team to clean it, only later to find yourself; the bleeder; and his brother falling ass-backwards in to a 5 star hotel room for the price of a 1 star. You shouldn't do that.

A second-hand bachelor party story starring one of my co-workers entitled "Did I Ever Tell You About the Time I Made A Stripper Cry?"
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It was, obviously, his bachelor party. Alcohol by the gallon and several strippers. By a certain point in the night he was HAMMERED and had gotten enough lapdances to stop caring about getting lapdances anymore and he had to piss. But there was a stripper giving him a lapdance. He tells me:

"I don't know why I said it, Jeremy. Maybe it was the booze, maybe it was the full bladder, maybe it was the fact that this was probably my twentieth lapdance in a row. But, I looked at that stripper, who was naked and working HARD, and I said to her 'Ya know, I bet your mom's real proud of you.'"

Apparently she gets pissed off and says "Yeah well I bet YOUR mom's real proud of YOU!" To which he replies "Well, I have a GREAT job, I make lots of money and I'm getting married tomorrow. My mom's DAMN proud of me."

She then gets up, runs over to one of his buddies, says "Your friend is an ASSHOLE!" and bursts into tears then leaves.

"It wasn't my proudest moment," he says.

Don't give one of your groomsmen some of your mom's Oxycontin's after running through a lot of ecstasy and booze the entire evening and expect him to eat chicken wings for lunch with the guys the next day. Or to not get threatened with pain and death by your soon to be father-in-law if he "fucks this up."

Otherwise I got nothing.

Hit Vegas the weekend of the porn star convention. Did that for mine and it was glorious!!!

It's pretty simple actually. A single guy's apartment. Tits. Booze. At least 20% of those attending should be carried back to their homes. The groom must fall unconscious sometime during the festivities, but be under supervision so the stories from the party can be funny instead of blackmail material.

I went to one in AC a couple weeks ago. A day of golf, gambling, a steak dinner and strippers was a fun time. Nothing really wild happened.


I'm in a wedding this weekend in Davenport, Iowa and we are having the bachelor party tomorrow (thursday) night. The plan is to go to a Minor League baseball game then hit up some bars. These guys aren't big into partying, so the fact that we are doing anything is surprising.

A) They don't wear underpants at Delilah's (at least, not the one on Rt 35, if that's the one you mean);

B) I went to that very same club in AC on a business trip about 5 yrs ago, and there was a stunning redhead there that night, too. They must specilaize in them.

I have nothing to add, except I'd avoid embarrassing the groom. It serves no purpose IMO.

Note to self: have bachelor party in Argentina. Get Tati to do the scheming.

I've been to 2 bachelor parties in Vegas. NEVER a dull moment, and incredibly affordable, especially when the groom's college buddy (who manages a porn site) foots the entire bill at the Spearmint Rhino.

A) It was on Rt. 9 South, heading into Toms River. It used to be called The Villager back in the day. I've been to the one on Rt. 35 a couple of times, and both clubs... well, the dancers start out wearing panties, but think better of it during their routines.

B) Halfway decent place - I was only there the one time for my bachelor party, we were there about an hour or so before moving on (save for the redhead, the place was pretty sparse on dancers). There were some kick ass bars like Cheetah's, etc. back in the day, and outside of AC was Woods East on Rt. 40 (?) and Volcanic Eruptions, neither of which still exists.

I'm smellin' road trip, Ig.

I remember Stiletto's in North-East NJ being top-notch.

....and we ended up at some bars by the end of the night.