Its ten am when we wake up to the friendly greetings a household full of people my brother and I managed to traumatize at 5am.
We don't know what to do other than eat again and book it back to the City.
Later, we hook up with my cousin, Dr Jay and try to work on my speech. As a best man, i am failing on all dimensions.
We come up with tons of offensive stories about boobie and his future wife, we end up with nothing usuable.
We all want to cry. or laugh
I mostly just want to throw up from the hangover. Something my uncles are all already doing...
The wedding goes off without a hitch. People laugh.
My speech was sweet and appreciated by all uncles and aunts
My mother pointed out that one could compute the bride's age based on the information I provided in my speech. My dad was disappointed because its him and its me. So that's just how it goes.
I go upstairs and throw up over the side of the boat hoping the hang over will subside.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
The x(Tian) Clan: The Return Part 3: Wedding Day nausea
Posted by Xtian at 10:42 PM
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