37 Nightmare Stories Of Bachelor Parties That Went Horribly, Horribly Wrong

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“One of my friends from college, ‘Beth,’ was getting married. We had drifted apart a little bit after college — no biggie. I was in the wedding party, but not the Maid of Honor (MOH). Beth asked if I would do the bachelorette party because her MOH, Susan, had a little bit of a wild life at that time. I happily agreed. I found a bar, called them up, and asked if it was cool to host there. I requested a room because I wanted to bring in a male stripper. They said it was no problem, and I paid a fee to reserve the room. As the party drew near, almost all of Beth’s friends dropped out of attending. We were literally down to me, Beth, and Susan, which is no fun. So I mentioned to Beth that my sister-in-law (SIL) and her cousin were in town that night and would love to see her, asking if they could come. Since I was footing the bill for this whole thing, Beth didn’t mind. I also wrangled in another SIL and a mutual friend, just trying to get those numbers up!”

“I realized that both my SIL and cousin were underage. So I called the bar to see if that was a problem. They said it was fine.

I fed everyone dinner. I made a cake and jello shots shaped like dicks, made up a bunch of games to do, etc. I got everyone in a car service, and we got to the club. I realized once I got there, it was a 21-and-up club, but they never said squat to me. They checked my ID and then just let everyone else in. Once there, I realized the VIP room I had reserved was just a section of the floor with rope and some curtains at the corners — totally open to the rest of the club. AND there are other parties also in the VIP ‘room’, including another bachelorette party. Not great.

The stripper texted that he was there, so I went to meet him at the door. I apologized and explained the situation. The dude was still game. Okay then. It was wild. The whole club was practically lined up at the ropes watching this dude grinding on Beth. The stripper said he’ll pull any bills from wherever we hid them on Beth with his teeth. People descended on Beth and started stuffing bills everywhere — in her shirt, down her pants. Even people not in our group. I was trying to push them back, but good golly. Beth was having a blast, so alrighty then. The stripper dude did a great job. He seriously put his all into his job. Not my thing, but he shook his money maker to the best of his ability. The other bachelorette party asked to borrow him. Um, no. When he was done, I walked him out, thanked him profusely, and gave him a big tip for being such a good sport. He was like, ‘Your friends are fun. ‘

As the night continued and everyone but me was drinking, I found out that Beth and Susan had been having sex while their husbands/soon-to-be husbands watched. For the last year! I had zero idea. I can only imagine what my face looked like when all was revealed. Then I realized that while the strip show was happening, men had been buying shots for my underage family members. So I had to go drag them away from those guys. And they were all hammered, really hammered, and I was completely responsible for this shitshow. It’d been a long enough night at this point, so I grabbed everyone and let them know that it was time to go. My girls were stumbling around, one puked in a bush, another was crying and contemplating texting her ex, etc. So I spent the rest of the night being a nursemaid.

The next day, I scheduled a horseback ride for Beth. Thankfully, she wasn’t too hungover! I asked her if the night was okay for her, and she said it was the best night ever. Beth and her now-husband got married the next week. It was the weirdest wedding I’ve ever been to. And they are still together 20 years later. I have no idea if Beth’s still fucking Susan. Better not to ask, I say.”

—u/tinlissy