Pearlene and I were evil doers during the wedding. We made Roy and his "brothers" undergo hell before permitting Roy into the house. Roy had to devour chocolate from a baby's nappy, wear feminine coloured g-string, and had his bristly legs waxed.
Other than that, it was great to see my college mates reunited in this joyful occasion and nice to see that Cynthia has happily embarked on her next phase of life.
Don't you think it's kinda sad when you only see gathering of friends and relatives only for two occasions in your life, weddings and funerals? It's quite dichotomous. The first occasion marks the beginning of a phase in one's life, and the latter marks the end of one's life. One's so joyous, the other's so grim.
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