Weddings
Attending 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.
( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
Attending 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.
( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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Not a Dad's proudest moment
At a family wedding our 2 year old daughter climbs on the bride's lap at the dining table for a kiss and hug.
Gets down to reveal large shit stain on bride's dress.
I thought I was going to be sick from embarrassment.
( , Mon 18 Jul 2005, 13:52, Reply)
At a family wedding our 2 year old daughter climbs on the bride's lap at the dining table for a kiss and hug.
Gets down to reveal large shit stain on bride's dress.
I thought I was going to be sick from embarrassment.
( , Mon 18 Jul 2005, 13:52, Reply)
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