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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You dirty old git.At a wedding of some random cousin. Few beers. Become invincible. See a bridesmaid that was well tasty. Spend an hour trying to get into her pants. Fail. Sit in a dark corner on own staring at her for a while. Decide to knock a sly one off whilst staring at her some more. Few
No apologies for length, girth, stains or smell. Ever.
(, Fri 15 Jul 2005, 16:12, Reply)
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