The last bachelor party I went to was my brother's. This was quite a few years ago. We took the male contingent of the wedding party to a big laser tag place in downtown Nashville. It was fun; I'd guess the place was about the size of a school gym, set up like a ruined city, lots of corners, doorways and walls to peek around and over. Everybody in our party was either a hunter, competition shooter, or military officer (one guy was all three). We decided our mission was to keep the groom from being hit. Against a bunch of mostly middle-school-age big city kids. We did OK.