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.
( , Mon 3 Nov 2014, 18:10)
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Bouncy
Last year I went to an open-doors evening where you could try out urban stilts, the summer hipster acrobat accessory of the year, and spent a couple of hours sproinging about and miraculously avoiding knocking out all my teeth. There was a couple there who were going to get married in the near future, and they were determined to exchange vows while on said urban stilts, so they came down to try them out. That is all.
( , Sun 9 Nov 2014, 7:49, 4 replies)
Last year I went to an open-doors evening where you could try out urban stilts, the summer hipster acrobat accessory of the year, and spent a couple of hours sproinging about and miraculously avoiding knocking out all my teeth. There was a couple there who were going to get married in the near future, and they were determined to exchange vows while on said urban stilts, so they came down to try them out. That is all.
( , Sun 9 Nov 2014, 7:49, 4 replies)
OK, I now have to fit "tasty if membranous" into my next film review.
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