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Anyway, today was wedding day, not my wedding, but Chris and Marrie’s. You won’t know them, so shut up. The wedding itself was nice, with the usual amount of blubbering and people who you don’t know, and have no desire to know.
The reception was pretty boring for the first hour or so, and then we were all herded into the dining room, where all of our names were on little cards on plates. I was sat next to people I knew, but didn’t really know, if you understand. It was pretty boring, but then the person to my left, Dawn (no not from the office lol rolf) started making conversation. Then came tea, desert, blah blah blah, which was nice. I went and found some lads to talk to, and I found out they all liked Ashley Olsen best, so that worked out fine for me.
Then came the “entertainment” which was pretty poor for the first bit, as it was just all the old dears and my brother and mother dancing. Some of my friends (Niel and Beccy, who are also engaged, yey) also danced, and it was hilarious, because Niel is completely rubbish at dancing, and me and my dad just wept at them all.
Then I found the bar, which was free. I couldn’t believe it, so I had lots. Except I didn’t, I had 4 bottles of Becks, which was pretty good, considering Becks is the most expensive thing in the world.
Then came one of the guys, who started off talking about Chris in the old days, and sharing some secrets about him. I found them funny secrets, as they were ones I could use against him, but all the old dears were just like “…hmmm oh deary my and my socks..” Haha, I larfed. Then came some guy who exclaimed “I sing like Pavarotti!” And he did, quite extraordinarily., and then some loser guy. Anyway, I got to go home with a pretty girl called Samantha, who’s leg and ass touched mine all the way through the journey. I was a sexually arousing moment, I can tell you. I even though about taking her there and then, but then I considered that my mother and father were in the same car.
I got back just now to see approx 8 conversations open, flashing orange. “You should have slipped it in on the girl in the car” one of the contacts said, or something to that meaning.
Anyway, the bar was FREE.
FREE. I can’t believe it.
The bride got a kiss on the cheek from me because of this, and the groom got a hug and a tear, although this could also be to do with the fact that I’ll miss them (they move to Blackburn in 2 days. Gash.)
I love you lot. Night.
Actually, bed after more beer.
Night.
Mary-Kate wants me in bed. She told me. I had a dream about her last night...only she was 10 in it.
Deary.
The reception was pretty boring for the first hour or so, and then we were all herded into the dining room, where all of our names were on little cards on plates. I was sat next to people I knew, but didn’t really know, if you understand. It was pretty boring, but then the person to my left, Dawn (no not from the office lol rolf) started making conversation. Then came tea, desert, blah blah blah, which was nice. I went and found some lads to talk to, and I found out they all liked Ashley Olsen best, so that worked out fine for me.
Then came the “entertainment” which was pretty poor for the first bit, as it was just all the old dears and my brother and mother dancing. Some of my friends (Niel and Beccy, who are also engaged, yey) also danced, and it was hilarious, because Niel is completely rubbish at dancing, and me and my dad just wept at them all.
Then I found the bar, which was free. I couldn’t believe it, so I had lots. Except I didn’t, I had 4 bottles of Becks, which was pretty good, considering Becks is the most expensive thing in the world.
Then came one of the guys, who started off talking about Chris in the old days, and sharing some secrets about him. I found them funny secrets, as they were ones I could use against him, but all the old dears were just like “…hmmm oh deary my and my socks..” Haha, I larfed. Then came some guy who exclaimed “I sing like Pavarotti!” And he did, quite extraordinarily., and then some loser guy. Anyway, I got to go home with a pretty girl called Samantha, who’s leg and ass touched mine all the way through the journey. I was a sexually arousing moment, I can tell you. I even though about taking her there and then, but then I considered that my mother and father were in the same car.
I got back just now to see approx 8 conversations open, flashing orange. “You should have slipped it in on the girl in the car” one of the contacts said, or something to that meaning.
Anyway, the bar was FREE.
FREE. I can’t believe it.
The bride got a kiss on the cheek from me because of this, and the groom got a hug and a tear, although this could also be to do with the fact that I’ll miss them (they move to Blackburn in 2 days. Gash.)
I love you lot. Night.
Actually, bed after more beer.
Night.
Mary-Kate wants me in bed. She told me. I had a dream about her last night...only she was 10 in it.
Deary.
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Girl's and wedding's, it does seem to set them off on the horny train.
nash luvs sock.
badgur luvs crob
crob- [URL]http://homepage.ntlworld.com/austin.robert/Badgerman/crob.JPG[/URL]
badgur luvs crob
crob- [URL]http://homepage.ntlworld.com/austin.robert/Badgerman/crob.JPG[/URL]
Icaruss wrote:
> Cookie, Mary Kate IS Nash.
No its the real Mary-Kate Olsen...
> Cookie, Mary Kate IS Nash.
No its the real Mary-Kate Olsen...
Cookie, Mary Kate IS Nash.
Mary-Kate wrote:
> I am still only ten, but I like to bed people.
Touch my winkle.
:O
> I am still only ten, but I like to bed people.
Touch my winkle.
:O
I am still only ten, but I like to bed people.
I gotta free bar of chocolate once.
MK would be disappointed at the fact that you thought about slipping it in another girl.
Tsk.
Tsk.
I can't really think of anything to say.
Errr...Olsen twins rawk!!!
Errr...Olsen twins rawk!!!
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