I was at some friend’s wedding. Forget who’se. I was sitting down at a long table with some old friends and I had a hat on. I saw my old friends Christine and Mikey from across the street, and I took off the aht. A ucte japnanese girl sat down in one of my friend’s seets and I offered smy lap to her if she gave the seat back to my friend.
I was then at trish’s wedding, which was going really slowly until she was pulled into dancing by her husband. She was wearing a suit and all of the cards just said she was helpful, which I found to be hilariously insulting. A couple people got mixed up in whose sunglasses were whose.
Hhen I was waling around and dancing with some guy carrying a stupidly large boombox. It was the size of a guitar case. He was plaing “Now that we’ve found love” at a moderate volume at cars on the tstreet. There was an 8′ wire fence up between the street and the sidewalk, preusmably to stop rocks sfrom hittng houses, athough I heard one go through someone’s window. Walking back to my house as the guy played that cheesy song, I did stupid dancieng moves. At the end I kicked a bucket of wet cement, thinking it was going to be solid, and got some on my pants.