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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I luv yooo!It was my neibours weddding, and she invited near enough the whole street to her wedding.
After about 2 pints of stella and 4 shots of baileys, I proceded to ask out nearly every damn female in the building. Including the bride when I got down on one knee and proposed to her using a little plastic ring from the crakers...She wasnt best pleased when I threw up on her dress...
Only problem was I was 12 at the time, and no one had told the barman that i was ordering for myself and not the parents...
(, Mon 18 Jul 2005, 21:13, Reply)
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