Swampy, we’re going to need a band that can play a wide variety of music, say everything from the 60’s up to now. I like a good variety, but am into bands such as Linkin’ Park, Metallica, Pearl Jam (yeah, I STILL like them) to The Who, Pink Floyd, Cream, the Stones, Eric Clapton, all they way to classical music. Except, I do NOT do country music, tried it, just doesn’t appeal to me. All those songs about losing the truck and the dog dying, they’re all the same. I think it should be an outdoor wedding and we should just have easy finger food stuff. None of that fancy sit-down rubber chicken stuff. Ooooh, we’ll need flowers, arbors, chairs, a champagne fountain, and everything should be catered. We’ll of course require a well stocked bar; everything from Absolut to (good) beer. Mr. Taters still says you’re paying. He’s not; he wants to spend money on toys like boats and things. Gee, do you think we should hire a wedding planner. They are going to be a lot of us brides/grooms. We’ll need quite a good amount of space to stand next to each other, so a raised dais is probably out of the question.
I just got done having din-din at MIL’s place. She made a nice dinner and now I’m stuffed to the gills. Time to undo the top button on the pants, ala Al Bundy. Well, without the putting my hand down my pants part, that’s just um…well…just…you know.
Maybe we should all just elope to Vegas. How does a wedding performed by a team of Elvis impersonators strike ya?
Mr. Taters should be sittin’ beside ya on the sofa with his top button undone. That way you could put your hands down… err… um… :o On second thought, that could lead to more tater sprouts.
There will be no tater sprouts here. I made sure of that by having surgery to prevent that. Two sprouts were enough.
So, we can er…“play” all we want without worrying about sprouting another tater bud.
The Vegas elopement could be good; maybe since there are so many of us we could get on some “reality” show and have them pay for it. Then people could be amused, bemused, etc. and watch the whole thing unfold on T.V. I think the Bellagio (sp?) would be nice. I dunno though, I’ve never even been to Vegas, so someone with more experience could tell me if this would be a good place.
In that case feel free to grope Mr. Taters all you wish.
Surely at least one of the betrothed has been to Vegas and knows the scoop. A reality show. “Who Wants To Be In A Polygamous Gay/Straight/Bi Wedding.” I smell an Emmy!
This means I get to wear my wedding dress again. Cool.
It’s Victoria Day tomorrow. I suppose you heather Americans don’t know about celebrating Victoria Day. Fireworks and picnics, except it always rains. Always. It’s raining right now, in fact. Thunder, too.
I’ve been drinking mulled wine and amaretto sours all evening, and my second husband just made kahlua milkshakes. Please excuse any mistakes in this post on account of not being entirely sober.
Wow! Two marriage proposals in one thread! I’m gonna go ahead and say yes to both of you. Who knew being whiney could get such a response? The Bellagio would be a great place to get hitched, and I’m just a few hours away! I’ll have to go back to Vegas soon and do some advance planning.
You are underestimating the extent of our marriage mandate. I believe we are working towards a serial, line, generational, polygamous, Gay/Straight/Bi/Platonic, open, multinational, transdirectional, polydimensional internet marriage. And somehow, I think I’m still going to end up getting no sex. How can that be?
Kallessa perhaps you should negotiate a pre-nup agreement in which you lay specific claim to all brawny men who are either straight or bi. You could further specify that said brawny men be always oiled up, nekkid and ready.
Not a bad suggestion, swampy, although a bit out of my area of legal expertise. Two questions–what if the brawny men in question already have prior binding committments, and do they have to be oiled? I mean, you wouldn’t want them to slip out of my grasp after all this, would you?
Kalley if I were you I wouldn’t want any men brawny, burly or otherwise who’ve been bound and committed. To oil or not to oil is up to you. I know personally I like my men burly and hairy. Oil would just be ick with body fur. Then again, gettin’ all slicked up and slidin’ around can be fun. Oh my! That is a dilemna!
For a minute I thought my dreams had come true and I was being offered a chance to win a brawny man, but, alas, these were nominated by their wives, so once again I am left empty handed.
Kalley FWIW I don’t think any of the semi-finalists are all that brawny looking. They’re certainly not burly looking either. We’ll just have to work on enticing our own.
Can you believe we’re keeping last weeks’s MMP alive while this week’s is already on page two. There’s gotta be something unholy and ominous about this. :eek:
Yeah, I wasn’t really impressed with any of them either, although i woudln’t have kicked one of them out of bed for eating crackers.
I’m feeling that because the world has not exploded at this point, it may be important to keep both threads running. Should this thread disappear, it may throw off the balance of the universe, causing a type of cosmic malfunction known to scientist as “deep shit”. Not as funny as poop, but funnier than caa-caa.
I think our dear Kalley would prefer, first of all a brawny man (I am a burly one), second of all, she’d probably prefer a man who might be interested in being naughty with her. I love her more than my luggage, but she just ain’t got the right kinda parts for me if ya know what I mean.
Well, that was kind of a last resort I was suggesting, not the first option to try. I’m in the first wave, but she might need more, erm, attention than her first 5-10 husbands can provide. Plus I kind of enjoyed the visual image of a swamp bear chained to a stump. I obviously didn’t get enough sleep last night.
Ooh, just what I always wanted. Lists of state birds, mottoes, trees, flowers, shells fer cryin’ out loud, and other crap that’s just to tedious to read through. Boy, nothing says “wacky” or “zany” like official state rocks.
Somebody better make with the funny, or there will be consequences and repercussions.
Swampy, I’m confused. From what I can deduct (and I did ask Merriam) brawny and burly mean pretty much the same thing. Could you please enlighten me of the difference from your perspective?? Thanks, Sweetie.
I think it should be an outdoor wedding and we should just have easy finger food stuff. None of that fancy sit-down rubber chicken stuff. Ooooh, we’ll need flowers, arbors, chairs, a champagne fountain, and everything should be catered. We’ll of course require a well stocked bar; everything from Absolut to (good) beer. Mr. Taters still says you’re paying. He’s not; he wants to spend money on toys like boats and things. Gee, do you think we should hire a wedding planner. They are going to be a lot of us brides/grooms. We’ll need quite a good amount of space to stand next to each other, so a raised dais is probably out of the question.
