So Tish and I are talking on the phone last night. I break the news to her that I'll be going to a bachelor party at some point in the near future. I offerd to be the designated driver for the guys that night (free dinner, free soda, vivid memories of the evening... why not).
Trying to play down the whole planned events I casually dismiss any enthusiasm for the night.
She responds cooly:
"Mmmm hmmm... I've seen enough bachelor parties to know what goes on at those things."
I respond:
"Wait a minute! You've 'seen' several bachelor parties??? Sweet heart, There's only one girl present at a bachelor party! Just how many bachelor parties have you been that girl at??"
She quickly tried to change the subject.