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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Just last month...
...so I can't claim I was young and stupid at the time.
Was an usher, decided to have a couple of pints before the wedding as you do, then share two bottles of red wine with a bridesmaid during the reception. After that twas back to the Stella of which eight or nine more pints were consumed. It all went black after that, apparently I seemed to enjoy the rest the evening though I of course wouldn't know that as I was completely twatted.
( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 17:08, Reply)
...so I can't claim I was young and stupid at the time.
Was an usher, decided to have a couple of pints before the wedding as you do, then share two bottles of red wine with a bridesmaid during the reception. After that twas back to the Stella of which eight or nine more pints were consumed. It all went black after that, apparently I seemed to enjoy the rest the evening though I of course wouldn't know that as I was completely twatted.
( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 17:08, Reply)
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