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.
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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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At a cousins wedding many moons ago:The priest says the obligitory "....speak now or forever hold your peace" when my dad sitting next to me - let out the loudest (smelliest) fart I have ever heard in my young life! And then makes a big fuss of how rude "I" was and how awfulof me to do such a thing!
This lead to a lot of muttering from the older folks, and raucous laughter from the younger crowd.
Nobody believed my red faced protestations of innocence,and then to make matters worse the bride ran off crying. sadly I wasn't invited to the reception (pah, dad you really are an old fart)!!!!!!!!!!!
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catweasle neither a cat nor a weasle, Tue 19 Jul 2005, 2:52,
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