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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My WeddingI cycled to my own wedding on a 30 year old 1970's Raleigh Chopper with no brakes. Huzzah!
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noodle monkey the cheese junky, Wed 20 Jul 2005, 9:46,
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