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.
Tell us more of your wedding stories.
( , 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.
( , Mon 3 Nov 2014, 18:10)
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that too
i don't have a problem with skipping straight past the fruits of his labours, other than that it is SO MUCH SCROLLING.
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i don't have a problem with skipping straight past the fruits of his labours, other than that it is SO MUCH SCROLLING.
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Enough to give you RSI.
I'm off to call Claims Direct. In fact, we should all maybe start a class act.
Because it doesn't get classier than this. Boom, boom. (Or do I mean Bum, Bum?)
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I'm off to call Claims Direct. In fact, we should all maybe start a class act.
Because it doesn't get classier than this. Boom, boom. (Or do I mean Bum, Bum?)
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