Just went to my first bachelor party a couple weeks ago in Las Vegas. The bride also had her bachelorette party there at the same time. All us guys got a nice Airbnb. Within 20 minutes of arriving, guy 1 pushed guy 2 into the pool, after guy 2 said “don’t push me in the pool please. I have my work phone and personal phone in my pocket”.

Guy 2 goes full nuclear on guy 1, and as a couple of us are watching this Hiroshima level fallout/fight on the brink of happening, the grooms little brother comes outside and informs us another guy fainted inside and cracked his head on the side of the table. Between my two buddies about to fist fight each other (none of us are fighters or drama people by any means) and the grooms college best friend we all just met seriously hurting himself, we all were very nervous as to how the weekend was going to play out.

The two guys make up after some air and chatting, the fainting fella comes around and paramedics clear him.

We all end up hitting the casinos, most of us won money, we linked up with the bachelorette party a couple times throughout the weekend at the casinos and clubs, and overall had a really fun weekend. Nobody cheated on their partners, we all made friends and had a good time with the people we already knew, and it was very wholesome for being in the sin city.

Not every Bach party ends in the groom or bride cheating 2 days before the wedding. Here’s some hope for yall.

Years ago my company was slowly going under so I was looking for other jobs. I got a job with another company and put in my two weeks with my manager.



Me: "I've been offered another job and I'm taking it. I'm putting in my notice."

Manager: "Oh, well we hate to lose you. Do you mind me asking where you will be going?"

Me: "I'm going to [company]."

Manager: "Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit..."

Me: "..."

Manager: "I applied for that position too."

Me: "I'm sorry to tell you that you didn't get it.".

Make sure you really WANT to be pregnant and raise children.

Pediatrician here. ATVs. Refuse vaccines. American Football. Chiropractors - ESPECIALLY for babies and children. Respect Dr. Oz 🤮. Drink raw milk. Home birth. Listen to anything RFKJ has ever said. Refuse sunscreen…the list goes on.

Blue swimwear (it blends in with the water and makes kids almost invisible to lifeguards).

Not wear seatbelts... no sir in my car you will buckle up.

EMT here. Feet on dashboard. Just don’t do it. Please.

Energy drinks. I'm in Cardiology and they are not good for your heart.

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Energy drinks. As a paramedic I’ve seen too many young otherwise healthy people go into crazy rhythms because of them. Had a couple in straight up A-fib. No way.

When I was a kid some bullies showed up at the playground I was playing at, trying to get me to leave. I pretended to leave then played quietly out of sight on the other side of a structure. I noticed a few minutes later they’d taken off their shoes, and weren’t playing anywhere near them. So I secretly took and buried one of the ringleader’s shoes in the sand and left. They didn’t even notice then, but I’m sure she noticed when she eventually got ready to leave.

I’m still oddly proud of that little bit of revenge. Yes, I could’ve buried both, but mysteriously missing only one shoe from a pair felt like it’d be much more frustrating. If she ever realized it was me, she never confronted me about it.

I started working my wage.

All the lil extra cleaning and care I was doing stopped, and suddenly manager doesn't know why things are starting to become a problem.

My ex had to wear a tie to work every day but didn't know how to tie one. I tied each of them, and then he'd put one over his neck and adjust, and leave it tied in the closet. When I realized it was a really bad relationship that I needed to leave, I packed up all my stuff and my cat while he was out (but not at work or wearing a tie). On one final, petty impulse, I walked back into the closet and yanked out all the knots. Then I drove to my aunt's house and called my parents.