Monday, March 27, 2006

Thank God they were good looking: Saturday night, I'm best man at a wedding. I've got on the tux-the vest, the tie, the pocket square--the works. I'm outside the reception and dance, the tunes are jammin'. A couple staying at the hotel walks by--they are "model perfect" and look like they just fell out of a Abercrombie and Bitch print ad. They look at me. The bride walks by and they see her as well. The dude says to the girl "there must be a wedding or something." I believe he added the "or something" that way no one could possibly refute what he said as being untrue, in the unlikely event that it wasn't a wedding and people apparently wore wedding dresses and tuxes to an AA meeting. These idiots need a beatdown.