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.
Tell us your wedding stories.
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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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BreakdancingI breakdanced in front of a hundred or so guests in a yellow silk shirt and blue corduroy trousers and waistcoat.
I was 8 years old.
Nuff said.
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Parmesan Quality b4 Quantity, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 22:56,
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