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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Run away...My cousin got married in May. The bride came in to an organ rendition of Stairway to Heaven. The bride is a nice girl but... she's a little on the homely side. When it came time to catch the garter, all the guys jumped as far back as they could as it landed. Then they pushed each other until one touched it and had to pick it up.
Another thing I wasn't told of until later was that the woman passing out the cake was picking the slices up with her fingers to put them on the plates. This wouldn't have been as bad had she not proceeded to lick her fingers afterwards each time.
(, Mon 18 Jul 2005, 5:55, Reply)
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