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.
Tell us more of your wedding stories.
(
chthonic, Mon 3 Nov 2014, 18:10)
« Go Back
The limo we got from the chapel to the breakfast was a stretch Humvee. It had a dancefloor, and a pole, in case we passed any groups of feral, stripping midgets we fancied picking up, and was pumping out the latest tunes on a massive speaker system ...with accompanying TVs all over the shop.
I'm pretty sure the whole thing was powered entirely by the tears of starving third world children.
It was great.
(
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 19 Nov 2014, 16:06,
4 replies)
That's why we got it.I figured if we're going to do it, we might as well do the whole thing.
(
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 19 Nov 2014, 16:44,
closed)
Fair comment.If you're going to splurge, do it like a boss.
(
.Yeti., Wed 19 Nov 2014, 17:18,
closed)
« Go Back