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.
Tell us your wedding stories.
( , 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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When I was 4
I was in the front row for some reason, I might have been a page boy.. I'm not sure..
I pulled my jacket over my head so my face was popping out and started to do owl impression "TWIT-TWOOO"
I wouldn't stop so i was taken... I'm ace me..
( , Tue 19 Jul 2005, 10:53, Reply)
I was in the front row for some reason, I might have been a page boy.. I'm not sure..
I pulled my jacket over my head so my face was popping out and started to do owl impression "TWIT-TWOOO"
I wouldn't stop so i was taken... I'm ace me..
( , Tue 19 Jul 2005, 10:53, Reply)
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