Weddings Part II
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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( , Mon 3 Nov 2014, 18:10)
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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Ah ha ha ha, Gypsies! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Imagine being a Gypsy, ah ha ha ha! In a caravan, ah ha ha ha! Aha, not even in a car, aha ha!
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Imagine being a Gypsy, ah ha ha ha! In a caravan, ah ha ha ha! Aha, not even in a car, aha ha!
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