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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Eponymous
Did you end up sending for your ex-missus on your deathbed and declaring your eternal love for her once again even though she'd turned into a religious lunatic?
All your literary references are belong to us!
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 9:51, Reply)
Did you end up sending for your ex-missus on your deathbed and declaring your eternal love for her once again even though she'd turned into a religious lunatic?
All your literary references are belong to us!
( , Thu 21 Jul 2005, 9:51, Reply)
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