Getting Hitched
Not me, but Sarah and I are going to North Dakota for her brother’s wedding. I won’t be back until Sunday, and I don’t think that the internet has been invented in North Dakota, so you won’t hear from me for a bit.
Also, the reception will not feature any booze.
None.
Not right.
no booze? this is blasphemy. this is madness!
madness?…
…oh yeah, you’re right. what the fuck? no booze?
BYOB. That’s all I gotta say. Get drunk, and do it soon. It’s the only way to survive the fiasco.
Best of luck to Sarah, by the way.