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Originally posted by xoxoxoBruce
You are going to have Elvis marry you two, aren't you?
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We were going to have an all-Elvis wedding, but Britt looks pretty ridiculous in prosthetic sideburns. It's too bad too, because I have this ultra-spiffy white Elvis sequin jumpsuit that is just begging for a special occasion, such as a wedding, to class up a little bit. So instead we're going to Big Stan's Big Happy Drive-Thru Wedding Chapel and BBQ Pit. Big Stan steps away from the grill, leans out the window, and the wedding goes something like this:
Big Stan: "Do you?"
Groom: "Yes."
Big Stan: "Do you?"
Bride: "Yes."
Stan: "Good, you're married, kiss her. And here's some pre-filled divorce papers for your convenience, just sign them and date them when needed."
Then Stan tells us about the day's special (Baby back BBQ ribs dipped in rich creamery butter) and lobs a rice granade and some wet-naps into the car as we drive away. Bada bing.
Cough.
Haven't heard back from the folks yet on the latest, so who knows. One really cool thing though is that I think I have my old house sold... that'll be a financial relief. And it'll be perfect if it works out... my friend who has been living at my old house will be closing on his new place next week, and the new people want to move in ASAP. Plus, the money for the down payment will help greatly since I spent so much on honeymoon tickets and such. If it happens, the timing will be about as perfect as it gets.