WeddingsAttending 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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chthonic, Thu 14 Jul 2005, 15:19)
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SausagesNice summer wedding, out the back of marquee having a *smoke* and making polite converstion;
me: So what do you do?
him: I'm a policeman
me: I'll get me coat......
Different wedding, mate brings new but dim girlfriend;
her: So who are you with?
Bride (in big white dress): Im the bride...
her: oh
She might have been dim, but there was a queue of blokes waiting to talk to her behind the bushes though.
No apologies, just wipe it on the curtain on the way out
(, Sun 17 Jul 2005, 2:03, Reply)
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