I really hated going to weddings when I was a kid.
It seemed that all of my aunts and other grandmotherly types used to come up to me, poke me in the ribs, and cackle, telling me,"YOU'RE NEXT."
They stopped that shit after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
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