
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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Yes, you read that correctly.
The guy was a work colleague, who had been working with us for a year or two. He'd kept his private life, well, private for most of that time, until casually mentioning on a night out that he had previously been in a relationship with a deaf man.
A few months later, he breezed into the office and announced that he was getting married. This was back in the early 90s before same-sex marriages became legal so this did cause a 'WTF?' moment for all of us.
He then clarified the situation. Yes, he was getting married. Yes, it was to a woman. Oh and by the way, did I mention that she's a lesbian? I'm not sure that the clarification actually clarified anything.
So a month or two later, a hardy band of work colleagues showed up for the evening do. Besides the dozen or so of us, it appeared that everyone else present was either a) gay or b) lesbian.
We actually had a really good night, in spite of the obvious nagging doubts about the durability of marriage itself.
The marriage lasted less than 6 months.
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could just as easily be a green card/visa marriage
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must............ mock...................... fister.........
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I'm surprised you can see it towering so far above you, sweetie xx
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All "b"s are also "a"
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