As a cyber bit player in the movie of your lives, I join the teeming millions with my wishes for your happiness. Let your joys remain with you, and your sorrows pass from you, for that is the best use for the inconstancy of memory. Take very good care of yourselves, and of each other.
Tris
Imagine my signature begins five spaces to the right of center.
Well, I would never have figured Satan would go for a ceremony that typically involved bibles and references to his nemesis, but then, I never would have figured his brother was a Rev either.
I hope you two are blessed with all the wonders and beauty that I didn’t have in my marriage as well as the great sex and 3 a.m. “What if it’s a black and white world and I’m colorblind?” types of conversations I did have. I think you are a good match, from what I can infer from words on a message board, and hope you make each other happy forever. Best of luck!!
Congrats, Brian, and best wishes, Libby (it’s bad luck to congratulate the bride, doncha know.) I wish the best to you both; and what a handsome pair you make!
Drain strides confidently down the marble hallway, her stylish heels muffled by the pile carpeting. Demure and impeccably groomed, she has prepared for this day for many years.
With a sheepskin on her wall, a fresh ABA card in her purse and an air of confident determination, she has entered the offices of Dewey, Cheetum and Howe, the most respected law firm in the Raliegh metro-area, in search her first position as an attorney.
An impatient “Enter!” greets her staccato rap on the conference room door.
She takes a seat at the end of a 20-foot chestnut table with a finish so smooth the inverted doppelgangers of the 15 men arrayed about it double the number of disapproving stares in the sanctum sanctorum, burning the stigmata “Outsider” upon Drain’s furrowed brow.
Dismissively, the “Establishment” allows only four minutes to grill the young counselor before a wordless rejection passes between the “old farts”, as she has perceptively quantified them.
“We have many more qualified applicants for the position which you seek here, Ms. Bead. What can you bring to this firm which others can’t?”
“Well, sir, I am Satan’s betrothed, soon to be Queen of the Underworld and the Mistress of Lies and All That is Unholy…”
“Welcome aboard, Ms. Bead.”
Congrats, kids!! Will the wedding invitations be printed in goat blood?
Voted Best Sport
And narrowly averted the despised moniker Smiley Master
I’m gonna assume this was a joke? Just because, well, I’d say less than half of the weddings I’ve been to have had biblical references in them. Mine sure as hell didn’t, nor did it reference god. But if it wasn’t a joke, maybe it’s just that you’ve only been to very Christian weddings?
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