The Code of Silence:
The code of silence for the bachelor party doesn’t necessarily mean that anything overly-debaucherous is going to happen. Not that we’re ruling that out. Surely it’s a possibility.
But part of the celebration of the groom’s entry into matrimony is a final hurrah of single life – a last swing for the fences where no wife or fiancé need be considered. As part of this, the bachelor party must be kept a secret. It doesn’t matter if all you do is play checkers and make triple-stuffed Oreos (Ed. note: awesome), you can’t tell what happened at the bachelor party. It’s a safe zone of single masculinity, and must be kept as such. Below are listed some stock lies you can use on friends and family to deter inquiring minds.
We were all so tired each day we ended up passing out before 10 if you can believe it!
It was just nice to relax and get some rest away from the grind for a while.
No, you must never have been in a strip club if you think we’d want to go in a place like that.
That’s not a hickey. Dave neck-punched me. It’s a guy thing.
That is a hickey. Of course I wouldn’t get in a fight again. No no. Just an amorous stripper.
My shoes? They reminded me of my old life without you so I threw them out the hotel window. No, I do not know where they landed.
I was roofied.
Traffic was backed up from Vegas to _____ because a tiger got loose.
Our hotel room was looted, and I lost everything!
Naw, it was a peppercorn. People break their incisors on peppercorns every day, baby.
Oh, man, the guys took my wallet at the beginning of the night. You’ll have to talk to them about those charges…
If all of these fail, though, just remember: there are always options. Always.
