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.
(
chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
« Go Back
Stupid neighboursMy mates sister and fiance arranged their wedding months in advance as normal, and when the day rolled round, it ended up being on the same day as Princess Diana's funeral. The reception was at their parents house, and so music and general celebration followed. And then one of the neighbours came round to ask why they were celebrating Diana's death. Brainless fuck
(, Mon 18 Jul 2005, 1:36, Reply)
« Go Back