Weddings Part IIAttending 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, Mon 3 Nov 2014, 18:10)
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I joined a receiving line next to some random girlSome of the bride's family arrived and began greeting people. They greeted random girl warmly, turned to me, smiled, and said "we've heard so much about you!" I took the mistaken identity cue and started chattering on and on about the beautiful bride as random girl turned towards me in disbelief. She finally forced her way into the charming conversation and resentfully denied having any idea who I was. Fun while it lasted.
(, Tue 4 Nov 2014, 8:14, 4 replies)
'a receiving line next to some random girl'I've seen films like that
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DamnYou beat me to it.
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so basicallyyou had a conversation
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scoshi pretending to diet since, Tue 4 Nov 2014, 11:31,
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Don't knock it'till you've tried it...
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DukeEuphoria Comes highly reccomended, Mon 10 Nov 2014, 12:18,
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