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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No invite......my younger sister was getting married to a guy who was, and remains, an utter wanker.
I didn't get an invite to the wedding as he "wanted to economise".
My sister was allowed to invite just two family members (mum and dad - big mistake as they had just had a very ugly divorce) whilst all of his nearest and dearest were cordially invited.
I never believed she would actually marry this bald short person syndrome ridden dictator, but she did and bowed to all his demands regarding the wedding.
She divorced him a couple of years ago.
(, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 16:23, Reply)
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