Lawd, how could I forget one of my boys from high schools wedding. She was about 3 months pregnant when they decided to get married. Now the night before the wedding, I asked him if he loved her. His answer was she was there for me when I needed her. So that sets the stage.
Ok, the wedding was actually at the the bride's parent's house. A very, very, small townhouse. The wedding was late, and the father comes down the stairs and annonces to us all that the wedding would have started on time, but he forgot his shotgun. He said it in a joking manner, but I was like bra, we can fight our way out of here. My other friend, had actually parked his truck near the front of house, just in case we had to duck out. The bride's family hated my friend, and thus hated all of us with him.
After the wedding was over and the bride recieved the gifts and money, don't you know that the father made the daughter pay him rent for her room that she was living in.
She had to dig into the funds that people had just given her, and pay him. I was like, no way I would do that. And the two of them were leaving to go to New Orleans right afther that.
They aren't together anymore. I still say we should have just faught our way out.
MN
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