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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Same-sex Catholic weddingAt my wedding to Setimrette, just one month ago. Her grandfather is a retired Methodist minister, and although I'm Catholic, he was allowed to co-celebrate the wedding and bless the rings during the ceremony.
We got to the part of "repeat after me." "Setimrette, take this ring as a token of my love and a bond of our marriage, etc..." which I was supposed to say to her.
Only he said it all at once, and used my name when he handed me the ring.
So I guess I'm now in a same-sex Catholic marriage to a 73 year old man. Tell all your friends.
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setimret likes his metaphors mixed, not stirred, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 16:19,
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