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Attending 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.

(, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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Food poisoning
I was 6 years old, at my Aunt's wedding. She had a big Buffet beforehand at my Grandad's house, and I ate something that didn't agree.

I continued to disagree in church ("Do you take this man to be your..." *BLEEEAAARGH*), outside between photos, and at the reception. The photos are ace, I look like the Phantom Pageboy.

I do have a Funny memory of my mum's cousin carrying me to the toilet under his arm and me being Exorcist sick Superman Stylee...

(, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:36, Reply)

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