I always end up getting invited to the boring wedding receptions. I never get invited to one that has events that are described like this:
Unable to help, they had to transport the pair on a stretcher to the local hospital where she was given an injection to relax her muscles, allowing the best man to get free.
First - That is one serious muscle spasm. If I was the husband, I would probably plan on the divorce out of concerns for my safety.
Second - The toilet? Couldn't you have picked a cleaner place, like the closet?
Third - I read A LOT of stupid crap when I am bored. I MEAN A LOT!!!
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