Something fried, something goo
As I was watching from my window this sunny sunday morning, a bride, groom, and various people in tuxedos/fancy dresses showed up. Alas, my batteries had died by that point. The bride and groom got in and lived happily ever after, I assume.
When I get married, I'm having MY reception at the PFK.
2 comments Our bitch-ass high school VP was spotted in McDonalds in her wedding dress by a student. Then she incorporated it into one of her speaches to the whole school at assembly.
it was not cool. | |
ha! How does that happen? After the reception you're feeling peckish?
There's a coffee shop back home that everyone goes to to meet up at before proms (aka "grad", right?), so during the prom season it's always full of fluffy dresses and tuxes. We went to Rocky Horror afterwards in grade 12; even the Transylvanians thought we were weird. | |
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