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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Get me out of there!My boyfriend and I had really only just split up....bout 2wks at a push before the wedding day of his brother. Now bein nice n stuff, he didnt want to tell any of his family and wanted me to go along as normal. So here I am, at a wedding, meeting all the family who are asking us when we shall be walking up the aisle and me just thinkin that there is no effin way. Hmmm. And then to top it all off, the bride hands me the bloody bouquet saying that it will be a good omen for when we go up the aisle together. WTF.
Needless to say, by 4pm I was on my way to getting nicely pissed, by 7pm I was down the pub on the sambuca's and by 9pm, found myself snogging the ex's sporting arch enemy. How the hell was I to know, I could barely bloody see.
Hes still not told his family. And its been about 6 weeks now.
I'll miss both the length and the girth.
(, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 12:14, Reply)
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