Hiya, folks.
We went to a wedding this past weekend. Fairly standard stuff, and then the best man did his toast:
"I want to wish Jim and Peggy the best of luck. Peggy is a wonderful person, and Jim, you're a lucky guy to have someone like Peggy in your life forever and ever ..." The usual jibberish.
Unfortunately, "Peggy" is the name of Jim's second wife, an absolutely bat-shit crazy beee-yotch. The woman Jim just married moments before, named Gail, is his third.
The mere mention of Peggy's name caused shock and palpable fear in the audience. I'm thinking most of the attendees figured Peggy had paid the best man to do this, and that she would soon jump out of the cake and self-immolate on the dance floor or something.
Truth is, the best man was just nervous, confused, and a little tipsy.
Gail, God bless her, took the microphone and made a joke out of it. After the cake was served, it was all anyone talked about.
Anyone ever been to a wedding where things went haywire?
Joe, hayseed
We went to a wedding this past weekend. Fairly standard stuff, and then the best man did his toast:
"I want to wish Jim and Peggy the best of luck. Peggy is a wonderful person, and Jim, you're a lucky guy to have someone like Peggy in your life forever and ever ..." The usual jibberish.
Unfortunately, "Peggy" is the name of Jim's second wife, an absolutely bat-shit crazy beee-yotch. The woman Jim just married moments before, named Gail, is his third.
The mere mention of Peggy's name caused shock and palpable fear in the audience. I'm thinking most of the attendees figured Peggy had paid the best man to do this, and that she would soon jump out of the cake and self-immolate on the dance floor or something.
Truth is, the best man was just nervous, confused, and a little tipsy.
Gail, God bless her, took the microphone and made a joke out of it. After the cake was served, it was all anyone talked about.
Anyone ever been to a wedding where things went haywire?
Joe, hayseed