WeddingsAttending a wedding is like being handed a licence to act like a twat. Oh how I laughed when I sobered up and realised I'd nicked most of the plates and cutlery from the posh hotel lunch and those vague memories of stealthily exiting like a cat-burglar had in-fact involved falling out of the hotel, knives and forks clattering onto the steps.
Tell us your wedding stories.
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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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At a friend's wedding.Watching another friend's young lad run around hitting random people with a rather large animal shaped balloon was made even funnier as I had witnessed him flush said balloon's head down a toilet moments earlier.
I forget what the animal was, which is surprising as the little shit hit me square in the face with it.
At my own wedding, my mate having a difference of opinion with the carvery-server-fella who refused to serve him a third helping.
Friend: "But my mate has paid for all of this"
CSF: "Yes but we need to have enough left over so the staff can eat later, see?"
If anyone has seen Super Troopers, think Rod Farva in the burger place.
Also, watching the hotel's peripheral staff help themselves to the wine we had laid on for everyone else but them got me rather annoyed.
To this day my wife maintains that slightly lagging the four-poster bed during the night does not make it quits.
Talk to the hand.....
(, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 0:12, Reply)
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