tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post5010125588225271695..comments2023-10-28T09:56:58.641-05:00Comments on 123Valerie Strikes Again: Stop Milking a Dead Cow123Valeriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03839690906902959275noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-60114006120700212922007-02-25T22:00:00.000-05:002007-02-25T22:00:00.000-05:00Badoozie, I wanted to tell you that I actually enj...Badoozie, I wanted to tell you that I actually enjoyed all of the proms I went to, but now I'm thinking that's not such a good idea.<BR/><BR/>Mist, honey, when I get married, it will be a requirement that everyone make out with the best man. And maid of honor. You're invited.<BR/><BR/>T! I felt a little uncomfortable just at the THOUGHT of your Dad watching that. It's the Catholic guilt, I think. <BR/><BR/>Lee Baby, good call. Anything shaped like a cow is funny. <BR/><BR/>Wow, Spellbound, that totally tops anything I've got. <I>Boy Named Sue</I>, right?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-60771340556830796952007-02-25T19:36:00.000-05:002007-02-25T19:36:00.000-05:00Well, they were Baptist. They sure couldn't have a...Well, they were Baptist. They sure couldn't have a champagne fountain, now could they? I have too many hysterical wedding memories to relate, but I do plan to post a story before long about my own special days, both of them. Then there was my daughter’s big day; two hurricanes, a flooded reception, a lot of people passed out drunk in the mud, and the groom needing 13 stitches in his hand because he cut himself with his pirate sword. Did I mention that everyone wore costumes? I think I was the one who dubbed it a “Johnny Cash wedding” because of “the mud and the blood and the beer”. Oh, check out my sons blog. One of his best friends has written a book on this subject. Fun. http://www.yelahneb.blogspot.com/Spellboundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15509472793661588823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-43877830337741556422007-02-25T13:15:00.000-05:002007-02-25T13:15:00.000-05:00Was the milk fountain shaped like a cow...cuz that...Was the milk fountain shaped like a cow...cuz that woulda been funny. Otherwise, a milk fountain should be a crime.<BR/><BR/>I got married real young, had kids pretty young, got divorced still mostly young. I'm glad I did it, but man, I'm glad it's over!Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14915252268400469774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-70485427829663510742007-02-25T12:42:00.000-05:002007-02-25T12:42:00.000-05:00Other than my mother-in-law-to-be starting a bar f...Other than my mother-in-law-to-be starting a bar fight after the bachelorette party (she pushed the door girl at the next bar through the front window), I would have to say the most fun part was when my new husband was handcuffed at the reception and forced to remove the garter with his teeth. Would have been more fun if my father wasn't watching!<BR/>TAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-39939712530147202392007-02-24T13:42:00.000-05:002007-02-24T13:42:00.000-05:00I just don't invited to many weddings anymore. It...I just don't invited to many weddings anymore. It seems that people know if it's an open bar, I will inevitably stick my tongue down the best man's throat and a fight will ensue.mist1https://www.blogger.com/profile/15225983360910803121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-81327450329226169722007-02-24T13:25:00.000-05:002007-02-24T13:25:00.000-05:00they might as well have "blood fountains" because ...they might as well have "blood fountains" because the blood shed that begins after the nuptials is what is forefront in my mind. i hate weddings. nonsense. all of it. a poor excuse to be a lategoer to the promAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-75618699851436739652007-02-24T12:48:00.000-05:002007-02-24T12:48:00.000-05:00Winter, are you telling me that we're NOT supposed...Winter, are you telling me that we're NOT supposed to steal stuff from weddings? I thought the forks were favors. My bad.<BR/><BR/>I will drink to that Es Locura. Of course, I'll drink to most anything.<BR/><BR/>Aw, K, it WAS a beautiful wedding. We'll always have Massillon.<BR/><BR/>Well, of course, Edtime. It's always good to profit from your friends' bad choices. Way to go!<BR/><BR/>Wow, FC&F--I never did the math. 18? Jeepers. At 18, they wouldn't even give me a Blockbuster membership, let alone a marriage certificate.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-53717337177460245652007-02-23T23:50:00.000-05:002007-02-23T23:50:00.000-05:00A milk fountain? I've never heard of such!! I got ...A milk fountain? I've never heard of such!! <BR/><BR/>I got married at 18 yrs old, too young 2!! Mine lasted 8.5 years.<BR/><BR/>I was in my sisters wedding and cried the entire time because I didn't think she would ever come home to see me again. I was 11 I think.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-84098365931630472672007-02-23T20:11:00.000-05:002007-02-23T20:11:00.000-05:00I remember running a pool in the back of a friend'...I remember running a pool in the back of a friend's wedding reception taking bets on when the divorce would be.Edtime Storieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15902461803848902688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-54357423650701233712007-02-23T20:07:00.000-05:002007-02-23T20:07:00.000-05:00AS I am reading this story all I can think is afte...AS I am reading this story all I can think is after "If you want to get out of here, I am behind you" could have been followed by this story. But in the end i probably would have married him just the same!!!It's funny how blinded one can be by a wedding. I was so woried baout having the perfect wedding, I should have concerned myself more with the perfect marriage.lolAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-73069023502290630192007-02-23T19:17:00.000-05:002007-02-23T19:17:00.000-05:00weddings are stupid, I think everyone should just ...weddings are stupid, I think everyone should just live in sin. the whole milk fountain thing might have worked had they added kahlua and vodka.EsLocurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17468915796310810954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-12818179530041344432007-02-23T17:38:00.000-05:002007-02-23T17:38:00.000-05:00I should have had that! Maybe I wouldn't have had ...I should have had that! <BR/><BR/>Maybe I wouldn't have had to pay for the silverware that was stolen because of the "open" barAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-83473572641508497322007-02-23T15:25:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:25:00.000-05:00Thank you for bringing the word "histronics" back ...Thank you for bringing the word "histronics" back to the forefront of my mind, Kate. Well done!<BR/><BR/>Hola Senor! I don't know what that means, that we're "like trekies," but I assume it's a compliment, so thank you, sir. I went to a wedding with out a gift once, so I just gave the groom a blow job. <BR/><BR/>A tea party, Matty? Gah, that's so gay. I love it! Now, if they would just put some whiskey in those itty, bitty cups. <BR/><BR/>"Service" hallway, indeed, Lisa Lisa. Yes!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-36409408310089608722007-02-23T15:12:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:12:00.000-05:00I went to a super uptight, black tie wedding for m...I went to a super uptight, black tie wedding for my cousin on Long Island. My whole family was there which is never good...<BR/><BR/>Because I know what's best for my sanity and the safety of those around me, I got absolutely obliterated, went back to the hotel, met a fine young gentleman in the lobby, and "enjoyed his company" in the service hallway near the elevator. <BR/><BR/>Weddings rule.Average Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01557065825086377472noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-58425205748598090372007-02-23T14:56:00.000-05:002007-02-23T14:56:00.000-05:00My uncle's second wedding was non-alcoholic b/c, u...My uncle's second wedding was non-alcoholic b/c, unbenownst to the rest of us, he had been a heavy drinker (everyone knew my dad was a drinker 'cause he had a more... outrageous, higher-keyed style).<BR/><BR/>It was a tea party. Everyone got really caffeinated and then felt even more uptight.<BR/><BR/>We youngins hit the bars afterward and got liquored up good.M@https://www.blogger.com/profile/11907796642043083093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-22125728824117460952007-02-23T14:53:00.000-05:002007-02-23T14:53:00.000-05:00Valerie,I'm the youngest of three too. It's like ...Valerie,<BR/><BR/>I'm the youngest of three too. It's like we're trekies.<BR/><BR/>I went to this wedding and I hadn't purchased a gift, after a few drinks I forged a card and put it on a gift at the gift table. Yes it was a gift from Grandma. Seemed like a good idea at the time.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11952435078452465044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32897160.post-9364321354424844912007-02-23T13:45:00.000-05:002007-02-23T13:45:00.000-05:00My friend Morgan had her wedding in a park in upst...My friend Morgan had her wedding in a park in upstate New York. The day of, all the close friends (no wedding party btw) were given errands--go pick up beer at micro-brewery, decorate pavilion where the reception will be held, buy Morgan stockings and lip gloss. The informality of the whole occassion, combined with the kicking blue grass band and her lack of bridezilla histrionics made it the best wedding I can possibly imagine. After the wedding, we all chilled in their cabin. Some people even slept outside in tents.Red Photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01002766539964107256noreply@blogger.com