Get it the virtue.

Everything was fine until she saw the group text between all the dues asking where

the confidentiality agreement was for her fiance's bachelor party this weekend.

Okay, so let's cover this first thing.

First of all, when you think about what bachelor parties, I think it used to be, I mean,

the whole premise is really pretty offensive.

Would you say the same for a bachelor party?

Because it's like going out, was it because it was based in going out and get one less

fling in for the ring?

Right.

I think that's over looking at like in the madman times in like the 50s, right?

So my wild oats.

Or it was back in the day.

You know what?

Let's go out for one last night of fun before you get married.

Yeah.

It doesn't anyway that there is no more fun to be had.

You throw your life away.

All of us do is hanging out until you're about to mess it all up tomorrow.

So I think there's like either love them or you hate them.

If you're secure enough about it, you don't care, but there could be some jealousy also.

But when you start throwing around confidentiality agreements, that raises a huge red flag.

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