Weddings
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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( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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 your wedding stories.
( , Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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Poor bloke.
We set up my, very nervous, best man with a bogus wedding card. We asked him to read out a few cards of congratulations which contained the classic. "Congratulations from your Scottish cousins' Ben Dover & Phil McCavity. Oh how we laughed.
:)
( , Fri 15 Jul 2005, 20:31, Reply)
We set up my, very nervous, best man with a bogus wedding card. We asked him to read out a few cards of congratulations which contained the classic. "Congratulations from your Scottish cousins' Ben Dover & Phil McCavity. Oh how we laughed.
:)
( , Fri 15 Jul 2005, 20:31, Reply)
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