I have never met a woman over 20 that has liked hen dos.
Stag dos can be great, though - mine was. My brief was simply that I enjoy getting drunk in the company of my friends. Considering what pricks my friends are, I suggested we do it a relatively good distance from civilisation.

Cue us going to a nice house on the outskirts of a nice little village in Devon for a weekend, where we went fishing in the morning, and sat by the swimming pool in the afternoon and evening, chatting, playing, and drinking our own bodyweight in booze.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 28 Jan 2014, 12:24, Reply)