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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Just the usual....wedding of a family friend. Drank rather a lot of wine and got off with the bride's brother's (recently) ex girlfriend. Having failed to convince the bride's brother to lend us his hotel room for a few hours, I decided it was time to head home. Walked out of the front door of the hotel, sailed straight past the waiting taxi and proceeded to walk the 12 miles home in uncomfortable dress shoes, via the Kebab shop. :-) Had sodding blisters for weeks...
(, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 10:52, Reply)
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