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.
Tell us your wedding stories.
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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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be gentle, first post.I happened to be invited/dragged to a wedding of my wife's cousin. My wife's family are all Catholic but this cousin had broken all kinds of family law and become a Jehovah's Witness. Most of the folk at the wedding were either born in Scicily or were of that descent so imagine the look of bewilderment when the "priest" showed up in red snake-skin cowboy boots!
This was in rural Pennsylvania in the US and if that wasn't funny enough, this was right around the time that Saturday Night Live (US Comedy show) had "the church lady" as it's most popular skit.
I managed to get my wifes younger cousin shaking while stifling laughter by doing impressions of the church lady, and whispering about satan (the preacher was already telling us that satan liked to break up marriages so it was appropriate).
Eventually the infectious laughter spread to the non-English speaking older relatives who didn't know what was so funny but saw the row in front of them in hysterics.
Sigh.. I haven't been to another wedding like that in yonks.
excuse the length, the air conditioning is on.
(, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 14:44, Reply)
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