The gentleman’s guide to hooking up at a wedding
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The groomsmen instantly put that key in his pocket. A true, personal story from the experience. Do you have any favorite hook.
Alpha beta be gone
During the best man’s speech he tells the story of how he met the bride in college, she cured him of his homosexuality, and took his virginity. Boombox alternative community add post.
If you’re gonna go there, at least wait until the bride is too tired to care (around the cake-cutting is a good time). Turns out the rest of the wedding party was looking for us the whole time and rumors started to circulate.
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Two of my best friends from college were getting married to each other. They used to go around late at night with a boom box playing “lollipop” (1950s girl-group song) while causing harmless mischief (rearranging lawn ornaments and so forth). We got in the elevator, somehow he made the door ‘lock’ and we started hooking up. I cannot even begin to bring myself to recreate.
You can link your facebook account to your existing account. Your username will appear next to your comments. Supposed best friend’s wedding is one of those awful traditions nobody wants but still happens, like smashing cake in the bride’s face, or an unwise post-reception hookup. It was fun but storles that i would do anymore.
Hookup on the drunk shuttle
He told me he thought i was the most perfect person he had ever met and that he and i were meant to be together. I was a bridesmaid in my cousin’s wedding a couple months ago, and during the rehearsal a week prior, a groomsman and i kept checking each other out. See more ideas about. We had to stop because i couldn’t get turned on and we didn’t have any lube.
The brothers wanted us to just swipe right for every girl we saw and invite them to parties. He then starts to cry and professes his love for her. We started making out for a bit when she suddenly motioned for me to lift her onto the bathroom sink. 6am we emerge to find all the remnants of the mini bar strewn about and ended up trolling every corner shop for mini liquor bottles and pringles cans while the sun was rising.
Bad host + bad toast
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