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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Another Fife weddingSomeone mentioned a wedding in Fife. Well, a mate of mine was at a wedding in Lochgelly, which it would be fair to say is not the classiest location in the county. For some reason best known to themselves, the groom's mates got a hold of him at the reception and started throwing him up in the air and catching him. A bit like if it's someone's birthday and you throw them up the required number of times.
Anyway, after who-knows-how-many throws, the assembled company decided as one that it would now be a good idea not to catch the groom on his way down, so he fell from a height of 5 or 6 feet onto a hard wooden floor. He ended up in casualty at the local hospital with concussion and a broken arm.
Don't think he enjoyed his wedding night much.
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K2k6 has a proper job these days, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 9:27,
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