Weddings. So I'm having a party. Here's a list of pre-approved gifts you can bring. also, I got this hotel to knock a tenner off the bill so make sure you call and reserve your room. Oh, you know me, if you're coming to my party, you better commit to whole weekend. Don't worry though, this isn't going to be one of those lame parties. We've got a photobooth! Bill, Sue, where do you guys think you're going? I know it's sunday morning but the party's not over dude. We're doing brunch. So unpack that hangover and sit the fuck down. You're not getting out this easy. After brunch, Lorraine and I are going on vacation (thanks for subsidizing that by the way). Anyway, have fun going back to work after blowing your weekend drinking gin and tonics with 40 other people in a hotel room til 4am. Keep on the lookout for our thank you card. Weddings. Fuck that. On the list.
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hells yeah!
Don't forget to stuff (at least) a hundo into a card to thank us for having you.
Bonus list points for those hateful narcissists who call black tie for the guests. Hooray for rental clothing and color-coordinated friends!
How about the assholes who get married on holidays? Like I have nothing better to do on the 4th of July or New Years Eve than to go to your shitty wedding. I'd rather drop the $500 on Keno . . .
Ha. Weddings, all aspects, every single one, are on the list. Well, besides the enduring love forever, and getting shit-canned with your old timey bro hammers for 3 days in a row being ok even though you're on the wrong side of 30.
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