My Wedding Reception

In honor of my older brother’s birthday, I’m reblogging this story about him. This story still gets brought up whenever the two of them are together.

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I promised Twindaddy that I wouldn’t post any stories about him doing embarrassing things. After reading this, you may think I’m breaking that promise, but I have two reasons that I believe I’m not. One, he didn’t do the embarrassing thing, it was done to him. And, two, it happened at my wedding reception, so that gives me permission to use it.

Anybody that knows me knows that I don’t drink. Alcohol does not mix well with my medication. Since this was my wedding, however, I decided to make an exception. Plus, while my medication really didn’t give me any side effects, except to occasionally make me drowsy, I didn’t want to chance it clouding up any part of what is now tied for the best day of my life (the other being the day that Baby E was born).

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7 comments on “My Wedding Reception

  1. djmatticus says:

    What’s wrong with a little as grabbing in the family?

  2. 1jaded1 says:

    Still funny…one of those things that isn’t funny if it happens to you.

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