No shotguns needed at the nuptials I mean nupchuls for Aaron and Michelle, my friends who decided to throw a big wedding I mean weddin’ bash the likes of which none of us has ever seen. That may be a bit presumptuous on my part as the guests did a shockingly good job of looking like this was just another Saturday night at the Bitely Tavern for them.
The invitations scrawled on the back of a Busch beer carton set the stage…
Friends – I mean ‘cousins’ – were the players…
There wasn’t a dry eye – I mean mouth – in the crowd, including the happy couples’.
If you think you’ve seen the man (a rescue helicopter pilot) and wife (a physician’s assistant specializing in ER and trauma) before, please forever hold your peace about that, and just let them have some well-deserved fun.
…I sure did!
Brilliant bit about a moment in time 🙂 Thanks for capturing and preserving