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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Shagged the bridesmaid
I was the bride's brother and she had her bridesmaids over for the night before. Obviously being a sexually frustrated 16 year old one of the bridesmaids (19) took me under her wing (literally) and proceeded to let me shag her all over the house at 4 am, including on top of the washing machine, on three couches, on the living room floor and then again the next night when I had to escort her to her room for being drunk.
Oh happy days!
( , Mon 18 Jul 2005, 13:54, Reply)
I was the bride's brother and she had her bridesmaids over for the night before. Obviously being a sexually frustrated 16 year old one of the bridesmaids (19) took me under her wing (literally) and proceeded to let me shag her all over the house at 4 am, including on top of the washing machine, on three couches, on the living room floor and then again the next night when I had to escort her to her room for being drunk.
Oh happy days!
( , Mon 18 Jul 2005, 13:54, Reply)
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