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Dawn’s Actual Wedding Experience:
No lampshapes. No golf clubs. No drunks even… in fact a comedian friend of ours came up with the idea to pose for the photographer as “the passed out drunk on the floor next to the trash can and beer cases”…. so I guess we did have one “drunk”.
Oh, you wanted an actual picture? Sure.
Thanks, Greg.
As for what the groomsmen said to Rick before the ceremony, I cannot say for sure because I was not there. But knowing his groomsmen well, the comments made were probably more like “about friggin time.”
i enjoy getting my manager chased out of town too 😀
who doesn’t? ;0)
Squirrels are evil!they must be stopped at all cost!
tell me about it. I’d LOVE to get a certain one of ’em OUT of my walls.
Never trust a squirrel. But they are good with french fries.
spoken like a true Fox there, Buckley. Care to dine at my place soon? We have the exotic Wall-Hideout Squirrel on our menu.
Nice picture Dawn! My groomsmen consisted of my cousin and my best friend. Neither of them too wild. By 1982, I had calmed down a lot, so my drinking/smoking days were sorta behind me. It would have made for good pictures though!
Oh, and squirrels rule. I’m thinkin’ on a crossover for you, TL and myself. That would rock!
Oh, and great strip too! 🙂
heh, our wedding party was pretty much as chill as you’ll ever see. As was my bachelorette party, ha. Not that I ever really had “wild days” to look back on, but still.
YES, you, TL and I need to do a squirrel combo-crossover-cameo-whatever soon. Why haven’t we already? This needs to be rectified.
Congradulations on the wedding!
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I had to drive from D.C. to NH for my bachelor party (left at 8am, got there 7pm), which was the weekend before my wedding. I was so tired, I bailed by 1 AM. The “after” bachelor party went well into the next day and I found them all lying on the floor, much like that pic. … the same crew who brought the top of the wedding cake home after our big day and proceeded to eat it during their “after wedding” party (they literally pawed it with bare hands). My wife castrated all of them! -True story! o.O #goodtimes
I was groomsman in a wedding for one of my best friends about 6 years back and panel 2 was just about the extent of it. Her daddy gave him this long spill about the things he’d do to him if he were to break his heart, while his other groomsman went on and on about the huge mistake he was about to make, and his brother the best man was drunk before he even made it to the wedding. Minus the lamp shade that was him. He didn’t get dressed until 5 minutes before the wedding started. I was the voice of reason and my friends escape. We ended up going across the street before the wedding and having a Chicken Fried Steak at a Buffet at the local Hotel Restaurant. I could tell he needed out of there for a little while before I had to hog tie him or send out a search party after he scaled the fence on his great escape. When we got back he was revitalized and took charge and made his brother get dressed and we headed on down to get him hitched to his bride.
The rest of the wedding went off without a hitch until the ceremony, then his brother was passed out before the speech and his father-in-law just about came across the dance floor when Mike spent too much time up his brides dress getting the garter. No altercations fortunately but Mike was a little bit PO’ed that his brother failed to give the speech but me and the other groomsman winged off a few good speeches and zings at Mike’s expense and got the party moving along so we could all get out there and do the Chicken Dance. 🙂
It looks like he is about to play Squirrel Polo. That’s real big around here.
He looks like a real drunkard. I always become bridesmaid. so many times for everyone. My friends, my cousins, my neighbour. I hope I don’t have to get drunk to end my ‘career’ as briedesmaid and ‘have’ my own bridesmaids in the end.
He looks like a real drunkard. I always become bridesmaid. so many times for everyone. My friends, my cousins, my neighbour. I hope I don’t have to get drunk to end my ‘career’ as briedesmaid and ‘have’ my own bridesmaids in the end.
I remember my husbands bestman getting wasted in our wedding day and he swears that he rarely get drunk.
It sure had been among
those that we seem to encounter from such sorts of parents. I’m just glad I
didn’t got into that or even for a bit been scared for my life.
Gary Keeling