Weddings Part II
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.
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( , Mon 3 Nov 2014, 18:10)
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 more of your wedding stories.
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Please get help.
By which I mean a can of unleaded, a polyurethane sofa to sit on and a big box of matches.
( , Mon 3 Nov 2014, 20:24, 1 reply)
By which I mean a can of unleaded, a polyurethane sofa to sit on and a big box of matches.
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