
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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but don't forget they are (probably) insured. paying for that,tax, fuel, vehicle and wages probably takes a bit of dollar rather than buying shit for 120 and thinking that's all you need
( , Fri 14 Nov 2014, 5:53, 1 reply)

They come around, they give me the cash and deposit. They put it in their car and bring it the fuck back when they're done. There's really no need for a catering budget on my behalf. I'll even type up a sheet that the user accepts liability if tent poles are inserted in the anus
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