I have been to weddings.
The chattering of the guests is akin to a colony of puffins, all perched on the rocks of the cliff of their failing friendships/relationships/marriages clucking and squawking at the latest pair to commit themselves to an endless pairing of attempting to catch fish, raise ungrateful chicks and not look ridiculous with their painted noses.

I observe the colony from afar, like a bemused elk. Present, yet distant in my suit and antlers. Occasionally pulling one of the fatter, more desperate puffins before boning her with my furry elk-cock.
( Kroney, Mon 26 Mar 2012, 12:03, 2 replies, latest was 12 years ago)

are you drunk?

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Mon 26 Mar 2012, 12:04, Reply)

hahahahahaha!
Brilliant
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 26 Mar 2012, 13:04, Reply)