I am at a wedding.
in a dry town. When we have to drive to the next one to get alcohol.
With parents of the groom, wondering why we would want to dance at the reception.
and I’m not thrilled, peeps. Not thrilled at all.
I need a new nickname. It’s not good when on a date, people start screaming “GNUGS!” from across restaurants.
I am at a wedding.
in a dry town. When we have to drive to the next one to get alcohol.
With parents of the groom, wondering why we would want to dance at the reception.
and I’m not thrilled, peeps. Not thrilled at all.
The parents of the groom have a valid point. Being stuck at an Alabama wedding ain’t nuthin’ ta dance about, y’all.
Good luck!
I love the fact that I was in a dry town, playing circle of death with 99 bananas on a picnic table. Fun times.
Ha ha ha!
You should tell John Lithgow that in the end, dancing is going to rule the day.
ehh… it’s been done before.
An Alabama wedding without booze. I am so sorry.
Here’s to you ——————————————>
I thank you! I did find a liquor store 5 miles down highway 31, so all was not lost.
I was going to make a Kevin Bacon joke, but I really just feel too sorry for you.
Ever been to a plantation wedding, where half the family decided that it was BYOB? OOOO Chil’, you missin’ out!