I'm writing this beforehand because I won't have time to write it after.
Some people might have thought it in bad taste to roast marshmallows over the embers, but I've always been one to make the best of a bad situation.
And I didn't realize I'd say the things I did at the reception. Silly me for drinking heavily before hand. I mean, why do you think I fell into the candles afterall? I'm lucky I didn't burst into flames myself!
Don't worry, your family will talk to me eventually.
And the prank gone wrong, again I apologize. I did pay the farmer for the vet bills on the horse. That may not be enough, but it should be a good start. I gave him my phone number so you wouldn't even have to deal with it directly.
Oh, and in the event all goes well, well, forget I said all this. 😎
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*snicker* I adore fuzzy memories!
Thanks again for texting me that picture of the happy, married couple 🙂
not a problem. You know after what happened to his horse, that farmer almost shot me. But I was emboldened by my drunken stupor and grabbed the gun and unloaded it. Good times!
Remind me when I get married that I should do it in Detroit….
hehe, or somewhere with cheap airfare from detroit.