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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During Euro '96A friend and colleague (let's call her Mandy) was getting married near Bristol on the same day as the England v Scotland game. A load of us travelled up from the Bournemouth area for the wedding and were all at the church on time, but with the notable exception of 2 of the guys (their girlfriends were there though). Let's call them Clarkie & Conroy. It transpired that having booked into their B&B, instead of getting suited and booted and getting to the ceremony Clarkie & Conroy cracked open a few beers and watched the entire match in one of their rooms. They managed to turn up, pissed as farts and delighted with the 2-0 result just as the "line-up" was happening.
When they got to Mandy all she had to say was "I'll have a fucking word with you two later..."
Class behaviour.
During the same line up I was waiting in turn behind all these people that were saying lovely things to the bride and groom and took it into my head to whisper "you look like a pig in a dress" into Mandy's ear.
Luckily she laughed. Happy days.
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BobbyParadise, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 11:43,
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