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here are the rules

and dont forget to vote on your favreat

 

 

Rule #1: Thou shalt not rent Chocolat.

 

Rule #6: Any man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally

killed and eaten by his fellow partygoers.

 

Rule #85 (The Sergeant Schultz Rule): When queried by a buddy's wife,

girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog

walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information

whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are even permitted to deny his very

existence.

 

Rule #212: Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must

bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.

 

Rule #404: Acceptable excuse for not helping a friend move furniture: Your

legs have been severed in a freak threshing accident. Acceptable excuse for

not helping a friend of a friend move furniture: You'd rather stay home and

watch Speed Buggy reruns.

 

Rule #723 (The Tuxedo Cloaking Rule): A best-man toast must not include any

of the following phrases: "down in Tijuana," "improbably booting out his

nose," "mostly scabbed over," or "energetic Greco-Roman clusterfuck."

 

Rule #959: You may exaggerate any anecdote told in a bar by 50 percent

without recrimination; beyond that, anyone within earshot is allowed to call

bullshit. (Exception: When trying to pick up a girl, the allowable

exaggeration rate rises to 400 percent.)

 

Rule #1,073: Under no circumstances may two men share an umbrella.

 

Rule #1,219: If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is

off-limits forever, unless you actually marry her.

 

Rule #1,476: The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who

's running late: five minutes. Maximum waiting time: six minutes. For a

girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she

scores on the classic 1-10 scale.

 

Rule #1,699: Bitching about the brand of free beer in a buddy's refrigerator

is forbidden. But gripe at will if the temperature's unsuitable.

 

Rule #1,862: A friend must be permitted to borrow anything you own-weed

whacker, car, firstborn child-with 12 hours' notice. If he damages the item,

he must repair it within seven days, even if it means selling his plasma.

Exception: If you don't notice the damage at the hand-off, he gets away

scot-free.

 

Rule #2,284 (The Patton Principle): Falling on a grenade for a buddy (i.e.,

agreeing to distract the skanky friend of the hot babe he's trying to score)

is your legal duty. But should you get carried away with your good deed and

end up bonking the beast, your pal is forbidden to speak of it, even at your

bachelor party.

 

Rule #2,475: Do not torpedo single friends: If you're married and a pal

drops by with a date, do not, even after your sixth vodka, blurt out, "So,

when are you two gonna walk the plank?" Punishment: Following the assembly

instructions for your rug rats' toys for two years.

 

Rule #2,500: On a road trip, the strongest bladder determines pit stops, not

the weakest.

 

Rule #2,650 (The Hand-off Catechism): Before dating a buddy's ex, you are

required to ask his permission; and he, in return, is required to grant it.

But he's fully within his rights to say, "Man, are you gonna love the way

she licks your testicles."

 

Rule #2,738: Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as

spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a

Buffalo wing clean.

 

Rule #2,811: If a man's zipper is down, that's his problem-you didn't see

nothin'.

 

Rule #2,901: No man shall ever be required to buy a birthday present for

another man. (In fact, even remembering your best buddy's birthday is

strictly optional.)

 

Rule #3,462: The universal compensation for buddies who help you move is

beer. The reward formula is as follows: (hours of labor) x (number of boxes)

x (flights of stairs) ??dollars, in hundreds, of damage to belongings =

beers owed. Bonus for the friend who owns the truck: first crack at that hot

new neighbor chick.

 

Rule #3,730: You must offer heartfelt and public condolences over the death

of a girlfriend's cat, even if it was you who secretly set it on fire and

threw it into a ceiling fan.

 

Rule #4,671: While your girlfriend must bond with your buddies' girlfriends

within 30 minutes of meeting them, you are not required to make nice with

her gal pals' significant dickheads-low-level sports bonding is all the law

requires. (Sorry, ladies: It's called a double standard because it's twice

as true.)

 

Rule #5,294: Unless you have signed a lucrative endorsement contract, do not

appear in public wearing more than one Nike swoosh.

 

Rule #5,649: When stumbling upon other guys watching a sporting event, you

may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who's

playing.

 

Rule #5,888 (The Mercy Rule): When your girlfriend/wife expresses a desire

to fix her whiny, loser friend up with your pal, you may give her the

go-ahead only if you'll be able to warn your buddy and give him time to

prepare his excuse about joining the priesthood.

 

Rule #6,172 (Gas Warfare Act): You may flatulate in front of a woman only

after you've brought her to climax. But if you trap her head under the

covers for the purpose of flatulent entertainment, she's officially your

girlfriend.

 

Rule #6,521: It is permissible to quaff a fruity chick drink only when you'

re sunning on a tropical beach...and it's delivered by a topless

supermodel...and it's free.

 

Rule #6,876: When in a bar that has a ratio of more than five waiting

customers per bartender, limit orders to beer and straight liquor. (No, your

girlfriend does not need a frozen flying grasshopper with a twist of

grapefruit.)

 

Rule #7,104: Only in a situation of mortal and/or ass peril are you allowed

to kick another member of the male species in the testicles.

 

Rule #7,105: Unless you're in prison, never fight naked.

 

Rule #7,718 (The Body Heat Rule): A man in the company of a hot,

suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.

 

Rule #7,847: The third, fourth, and fifth rules of Fight Club: If your buddy

is outnumbered, outmanned, or too drunk to defend himself, you must jump

into the fight. Exception: If during the past 24 hours his actions have

caused you to think What this guy needs is a good ass-whupping, you may

stand back and enjoy.

 

Rule #8,000: Friends don't let friends wear Speedos. Ever. Issue closed.

 

Rule #8,174 (The Golden Rule): Move your feet, lose your seat. This rule has

survived many challenges and supersedes all childish "pee breaks are safe"

local ordinances.

 

Rule #8,416: When picking players for a sports team, it is permissible to

skip over your buddy in favor of better athletes-as long as you don't let

him be the last sorry son of a bitch standing on the sidelines.

 

Rule #8,421: If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you'd better be

talking about his choice of beer.

 

Rule #8,580: Never join your girlfriend or wife in dissing a buddy of yours,

except when she's withholding sex pending your response.

 

Rule #8,754: Phrases that may not be uttered to another man while lifting weights:

   "Yeah, baby, push it!"

   "C'mon, give me one more! Harder!"

   "Another set and we can hit the showers."  

   "Nice ass. Are you a Sagittarius?"

 

Rule #8,812: Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of

pizza, but not both. That's just plain mean.

 

Rule #8,820: Never talk to a man in a bathroom unless you're on equal

footing: both urinating, both waiting in line, etc. For all other

situations, an almost imperceptible "I recognize you" nod is all the

conversation you need.

 

Rule #8,911: Never allow a telephone conversation with a woman to go on

longer than you're able to have sex with her. Keep a stopwatch by the phone;

hang up if necessary.

 

Rule #9,048: You cannot rat out a coworker who shows up at work with a

massive hangover. You may, however, hide the aspirin, smear his chair with

Limburger cheese, turn the brightness dial all the way down so he thinks his

monitor's broken, and have him paged over the loudspeaker every seven

minutes.

 

Rule #9,076: When receiving oral sex while driving, always:

   Wear your seat belt.

   Close the sunroof.

   Smile.

   Make extended eye contact with as many women in other cars as possible.

 

Rule #9,210: If one guy is already singing along with a song on the car

radio, you may not chime in, even if it's the chorus to "Wooly Bully."

Better response: Tell him to shut his pie hole.

 

Rule #9,374: If you catch your woman screwing your best friend, let your

state's crimes-of-passion laws be your guide.

 

Rule #9,481: When a buddy is trying to hook up, you may sabotage him only in

a manner that gives you no chance of getting laid, either.

 

Rule #9,546: Things you can always cheat on: your taxes, the SATs, and your

resum?? Things you can never cheat on: golf, darts, poker.

 

Rule #9,601: Before allowing a drunken pal to cheat on his girl, you must

attempt one intervention. If he can get on his feet, look you in the eye,

and deliver a "Fuck off!" you are absolved of responsibility. Remember:

Later on you will have no idea what his girlfriend is talking about.

 

Rule #9,750 (The Skank Rule): You may swear friends to secrecy about a

sexual escapade only if there's a chance the woman in question will become

your girlfriend. If you're imprudent enough to get caught bagging an

undesirable female, then the anecdote will stay in the guy public domain

right through your bachelor party. Don't beg; it's unseemly.

 

Rule #9,806: The morning after you and a babe who was formerly "just a

friend" have carnal, drunken monkey sex, the fact that you're feeling weird

and guilty is no reason not to nail her again before the discussion about

what a big mistake it was.

 

Rule #9,998: Always split aces and eights. No arguments.

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  • 2 weeks later...

Christ, Celso comes outta nowhere with a thesis...anyway i voted for 2,650 i think it was.  These Maxim things have way too much macho shit in em even for me ("Pee in the unrinal next to another man and youre gay!"), but that askin your boy/lettin 'im know before boinkin his ex oughta be the standard if its not.

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  • 4 years later...

So i voted for 2738 which gives a guy the right to treat a woman as a spy until she proves that she actually knows of the sport...because that is the stupidest way to pretend to dig a guy "OH I LOVE SPORTS" yet you take your girl to a sporting event and she complains about how little attention you give her the WHOLE TIME!!!

 

Though I am not a guy, I am a sports fan and have run into these situations...boys, please, be cuteous and pick them out before you bring them to a gathering!!

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