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Originally Posted by jwoody
I'm not too keen on the fucking church bit, but if the after party is anything like the ones I've been to lately... except full of fucking Danish chicks... I'd fucking love to accompany your fine self to a Danish wedding.
The thing about fucking weddings is, in a fucking drunken state it's easy to get fuckng carried away with the romance of the fucking situation.
Things are fucking said... promises fucking made... fucking in posh hotels... awkwardness in the fucking morning... not seeing the person until the next fucking wedding...
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The after party is like yours and then some  Only we don't hit on one another at weddings so you'll escape the whole fucking mess and be stuck with me the whole evening. Poor fucker 
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I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
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