Weddings
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)
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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Bongos
I attended the wedding of an uncle and the band had a set of bongos. I got a bit lashed on the lager and decided to have a go. They didn't seem to mind too much at first but eventually asked to leave them alone. Would they let me play their trombone though? Would they fuck.
( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 16:07, Reply)
I attended the wedding of an uncle and the band had a set of bongos. I got a bit lashed on the lager and decided to have a go. They didn't seem to mind too much at first but eventually asked to leave them alone. Would they let me play their trombone though? Would they fuck.
( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 16:07, Reply)
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