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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I was recently at a wedding of two wonderful people who I hardly knewbut they had great taste in wine so I got wrecked. They had this plush loo which played classical music, but was tiny and got a little intimate if there was more than 2 occupants.
Well, two people were in the loo - so I went to the vacant toilet stall. Which was pleasant enough, except for a HUGE bluebottle buzzing around the place. It stopped for a second, and in a drunken second tried to swat it - with piss. But the bugger moved, and I followed it.
I had a great time, and got the little fly soaked good and proper. When I dropped-kilt and left the stall, I got some weird looks from the people in the loo, and later on, some weird looks from the host.
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gaijintendo Regular Member, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 2:56,
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