Berlin - The Group announces itself from afar. Anything from bawling and singing drowned out down the road, long before it reaches the small bar in the Old Europe Gipsstraße. A bachelor party pub crawl on. Two minutes later, they stand before the bar in the middle. The future groom is dressed in a black jumpsuit from which one can cut money from various places. The more intimate the job, the higher the price, the louder the howls of his entourage.

Everyone who went out in recent years around the Oranienburgerstrasse knows, similar scenes: men who sell from stomach stores liquor and condoms, men handcuffed to toilet pipes, women in more or less (usually more) embarrassing T-shirts with sayings à la "The Runaway Bride is". Slurred groups, which are scarcely to be distinguished from the PubCrawl, the showcase of up and down the lurch.
In Anglo-Saxon countries, bachelor parties have long been popular (men celebrate the Stag Night, Stag Night, women's Hen Night, hen night), in this country were the JGA, as they are called in industry slang, a long time rather neglected. Meanwhile, a line of business has become of it.