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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After the sausaging I received, the night before,I had to stand during my own wedding breakfast.
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monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Wed 5 Nov 2014, 19:47,
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