A mate of mine went on his future brother-in-law's stag do.
One of the merry crowd that headed off to Prague was an officer in the vice squad. He gave them all a little speech about what happens in Prague stays in Prague, and also some warnings about scams in the sex industry.

Guess which of the group had his cash card stolen by a hooker who had looked over his shoulder as he withdrew money for his upcoming transaction with her, and then had his bank account emptied.

I'll give you a clue. He works for the Metropolitan Police in a unit with the initials VS.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Thu 6 Feb 2014, 6:07, 3 replies)

What happens in Prague stays in Prague unless you decide to tell other people when you get back and then it gets put on qotw where literally tens of people will read it.

( drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Thu 6 Feb 2014, 9:30, closed)

I think the what happens in Prague stays in Prague bit was for his benefit.
I guess if you're in that line of work, stories of you sleeping with brass don't look too good.

My mate, on the other hand, couldn't give a fuck about said coppers career, and neither do I.
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Thu 6 Feb 2014, 9:54, closed)

One of the Barcelona stag nights I didn't go to
Three of the party had their wallets stolen by prostitutes on the first night
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Thu 6 Feb 2014, 17:13, closed)