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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The missing guestAn old school friend got in touch after many years to invite myself and a few other old school friends to his wedding -we all used to hang out together at school. Except that he declined to invite one of our "group". What he didn't realise is that aside from him, the rest of us are still in regular contact, so we were quite miffed by his ommission.
So we printed out a load of masks with the missing friend's face on, and proceeded to wear them throughout the reception. Extra masks were stuck up around the "disco", and some even managed to appear in wedding photos.
Towards the end of the night, one of my friends accused the happy newly-weds of having a "sham marriage", which rounded off the evening quite nicely. Then we went out and made human pyramids in the hotel grounds.
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dr_fonz, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 9:49,
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