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.
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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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crackingot drunk before the 'ceremony' at the registry office. Put the ring on my wife's wrong finger, but apart from that, went without a hitch.
At the reception, there were only a few fights (as some of our respective family's didn't get on (and still dont after 22yrs)), her wanky mother saying it would never last, and the members of her family who are vegetarians, sticking fingers down their throat after someone (!?!?!) used pork fat instead of margarine on the cheese sandwiches .
great
(, Wed 20 Jul 2005, 15:42, Reply)
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