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we painted the toilet seat in honey but forgot it was there till the next day when girlfriend turned up... i can honestly say she had the sweetest arse in town

STRIPPERS IN PAIHIA AND LOTSA BOOzE

Our stag party ran into a hens party.

Ended up in Taranaki (living in wellington) don't actually know how i got there, woke up next to the Wind Wand in New Plymouth

Good Lord! If these stories are any indication of what kind of bachelor life you were living, your wife has saved your life.

At my stag do we started the day off with some paintball and after that we were to attend a school dinners evening in London. The paintball was conducted under the standard "shorts only for the stag" rule which meant that I was left rather exposed. As the event was winding down, one of my 'friends' who I had accidentally shot at a similar event some 8 years earlier took some very, very, cold retribution and shot me in my exposed gut from a range of about 10 feet. I looked first at him, and then at the 20 twitchy looking chaps standing aound him and after weighing up my options I did the honerable thing and unleashed hell on the crowd. This, as you can imagine, went down rather poorly and I ended up taking 3 or 4 hundred close range shots on my naked torso. This was the source of some considerable pain. In the evening there was a couple of other stag do's at the school dinner and a rather saucy school mistress was running the show. The other two stags went up and took their fully clothed canings with a bit of grimace and some carrying on. When it was my turn I promptly grabbed her in some inappropriate areas and telling her to do her worst, I dropped my pants. I think she finally stopped when she got cramp in her arm and I finally returned my seat, but did not sit. In the morning I went home and talked to the her in doors about the good clean fun we had had which she was fine with until I took my clothes off and headed for the shower. I looked like a negative of a golf ball photo and my arse was one big horizontal welt. No explanations were forthcoming so I did the manly thing and went and hid in the bathroom until she was gone.

We ended up gladwrapping the groom to a trafficlight in the Square in Palmerston North. Its just by the Police Station. Just as we finished a Police car drives past and we all freeze, the officer just waved at us and drove on!!

Arranged a farewell party in a sad sceniro, remind the wonderful days we had.Said goodbye to each other and to my freedom? Also got consolation suggestion and confidence by my mate to challenge the wedding life?

Walking out of a pub with our stag in prison overalls and chains to find a cop waiting outside, to which our stag slurs 'you must be my stripper'... he must of heard it before because apparently, its not funny...

Had my brothers stag party in Kaitaia - he woke up in Auckland, the best man woke up in Hamilton and my dad woke up in Moerewa. To this day no one has any idea what happened....or so they say...