Wild Las Vegas Stories That Didn't Stay Secret Go Viral, And Some Are Degenerate

Does everything that happens in Las Vegas actually remain a secret?

One of the most famous sayings you hear when it comes to going on vacation is, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas."

The concept is incredibly simple. Las Vegas is a place for degenerate behavior, debauchery and general chaos. I'm here for it. I go to Vegas at least once a year, and have never had a bad time. While I might not go full "Hangover" in Sin City, we do have a good time.

I've never observed the rule of secrecy, but many do. Well, turns out there are plenty of stories that make it back home for people to enjoy.

Las Vegas stories go viral.

A Reddit thread titled "What happened in Vegas that didn't stay in Vegas?" is going viral, and this one is pretty much a drug for fellow degenerates who crave wild Sin City content.

So, what stories never stayed secret? The answers might surprise you. Check out some of the stories below, and hit me with your reactions at David.Hookstead@outkick.com.

• 15 years or so ago, back when I was a bartender, had one of my regulars come in (pretty typical middle class dad type, khaki shorts and polo shirts, basic white guy haircut) and tell me all about going to Vegas the week before with some friends, and his experience smoking crack out of a lightbulb in the back seat of a Honda Civic with a couple of hookers, just prior to taking advantage of their services. Told him that was exactly the kind of story they meant needed to stay in Vegas. It was always weird seeing him at the restaurant with his wife and kids after that.
• On a work trip we were in Vegas for a weekend. One of the work managers got caught feeling up one of my coworkers. It was kinda an open secret he was creeping on the women in the office but then he got caught by several employees with the owner in the room so he got canned.
• My best friend came to visit me in SoCal and I thought it would be fun to take her to Vegas for a weekend, as she had never been there. That’s when I found out that she had a serious gambling addiction. Out of EVERYWHERE I could have taken her
• Co-workers got drunk and hooked up in Vegas while we were there for business. She got pregnant, they decided to give it a shot, they’ve been together happily for ten years.
• My friend and I were approached in a casino by two guys. We were all visiting from out of town. My friend was really into one of the guys. I had no interest in the other and told him so. Despite that, we decided to be good wingmen and talked until the sun came up while our friends made out all night. Anyway, we've been together for twelve years now. Happily married with two kids. And yes, of course, we came back to Vegas to elope.
• So, I went to Vegas with a few friends for a weekend of fun. We hit the casinos, watched some shows, and enjoyed the nightlife. On our last night, we decided to try the famous Vegas buffet. We were all pretty full, but my buddy, Mike, decided to go back for one more plate of crab legs. As he was walking back to our table, he tripped over someone’s bag and dropped the entire plate of crab legs. They went flying everywhere, and one particularly large crab leg landed in the open purse of a lady sitting nearby. She didn’t notice at first, but when she finally saw it, she screamed like it was a live crab attacking her! Mike, trying to be helpful, reached into her purse to retrieve the crab leg, but of course, this looked incredibly suspicious. Security rushed over, and before we knew it, Mike was being escorted out of the buffet, crab leg in hand.
• I know a guy whose wife came home from a convention in Vegas with a bun in the oven. She must have had a good time. The husband had a vasectomy a couple of years earlier.
• Met a British girl who had just ditched her friend who she was traveling across America with. The friend was having issues so girl decided to go solo without much of a plan. I traveled around in a camper van and my new job pushed the start date back a month. So me and here ended up spending that month together around Utah and Arizona
• Herpes. That sh*t’ll come back with you.
• I got married. He didn't stay there, followed me home 26 years ago. Don't believe that slogan.
• Best friends hooked up and decided to give it a shot. 6 months later it did not work out. Friend circle in shambles.
• Had a client for a divorce case. Married over 20 years. Husband comes back from a Vegas trip with his friends. Starts to get notably ill after sometime. HIV+ from a prostitute. My client gets tested... HIV+. Not only did he cheat on his wife but ruined her life and likely going to be the cause of her death too. Coward shot himself before the divorce was finalized. As you can imagine this caused even more stress and financial burden for my client. Because he died in such a manner his life insurance policy paid nothing out as well. If anything good can come from this, let it be that others learn of it and do not make the same mistakes. Your actions have consequences and some risks are never worth taking.
• My friend was conceived by his mom and dad in Vegas. He did not stay in Vegas.
• Was there for a convention. Worked for 3 days, 12 hour shifts, and then was forced to go to a party for the distributors/suppliers from the show. Got there and had a few drinks. I sat down in the lounge area and promptly fell asleep. I woke up to my co-worker prodding me and tell me we're being kicked out because my boss was caught with someone in a side room. Figures why he was so adamant we were to go with him considering none of us wanted to be there. Someone ratted him out to his wife the accountant and well sh*t hit the fan.

At least there were a couple of heartwarming stories in there about having kids or getting married. Of course, if I returned from Vegas with a wife or baby, I think my girlfriend would have a lot of questions. None of them would be good!

It's always fun to read other people's experiences in America's greatest vacation destination. Shout out to the degenerates who decided to light up crack in the back of a stranger's car. That's called getting after it. I'll be back before you know it, and just like last year, I'll have a massive recap for you all to enjoy.

While I usually hide some details - for national security reasons, of course - I'm not going to ever go to Vegas and keep the OutKick family in the dark. Where I go, you go.

Have a wild Vegas story that didn't stay secret? I definitely want to hear about it at David.Hookstead@outkick.com.