48 hours and counting…
No more of this….
And no more crazy all night parties with midget trannies and loud ukulele music….
And all my stuff? This is her immediate post-honeymoon plans….
Please feel free to offer congrats and consolations in the comments. There will be like 10 bloggers at my wedding, so fairly certain you’ll get an update from someone. I think the plans to have Tankerbabe and Boston Maggie wrestle in the jello tub is what will truly draw in the horde of millions. Hopefully the Sniper will only be the ref and not join them.
Category: Politics
Congrats and may I offer this toast….
As you slide down the banisters of life may the splinters never point the wrong way!
Congrats, my invite must have been lost in the mail, but congrats anyway, to both of you.
All the best, Bud. Seriously, it’s been shown that married men live an average of 10 years longer than unmarried. Whether that’s a good thing or not, I guess we each find out.
I’ll keep happy thoughts for you, bro. Wish I could be there. 🙂
Congrats to both of you!
Eh… Getting married is the easy part, although it may not appear so just now.
I’m bringing The Macallan 21.
Might do a live blog from the altar…
Tankerbabe and I will be live-blogging from the open bar.
Congrats!!!
Congratulations, you two!
I’m bringing The Macallan 21
NOW I wish I was invited… 🙂
Is the Church a hotspot?
Anywhere Maggie is IS a hotspot…
Just sayin’.
Congratulations! I’m glad Mosby’s parents are finally getting married. WOOF!
May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your crotch and may your arms be to short to scratch…..Oh wait this is about a wedding my bad.
CONGO RATS to the Bride and may god have mercy on your soul for the Groom. 🙂
Congrats!
Congratulations to both of you, and have fun!
Yes, but going by the bloggers you invited, I don’t know that anyone’s getting a /sober/ update out 🙂
Breathe. It’ll be awesome, and I usually hate people getting married. But you guys are so ridiculously cute that if you don’t get married it will be a danger to the world’s reality.
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.” ………..”we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
-St. Augustine
Congrats to both of you, make the most of each and every day you have together.
David Gordon
Has anyone bothered to notify the Indiana State Police and the Indianapolis Police? And if Laughing Wolf is going to be there, even Blackfive can’t control him.
As for keeping him from running to Guatemala, use duct tape — some lady here used it to tape her kids to the wall when they were bothering her and it stuck!
Congrats to you guys from streetsweeper and myself! We wish you all the best that life has waiting for you. Happy Wedding, Happy Marriage, Happy Life together!
🙂
Congrats TSO – you’ve a lovely bride and you’re marrying way over your head – just like I did. But hey, you deserve it.
I’ll lift one to bless the marriage and wish you both many happy and loving years together.
I wish you both a very long and happy life together. Congratulations!
I’ll be looking forward to seeing the highlights of the reception in the police blotter.
“Yes, but going by the bloggers you invited, I don’t know that anyone’s getting a /sober/ update out”
Apparently ArmySergeant has seen us in action.
Live blogging for sure
Matt, you bringing a case of that Macallan 21?
Maggie’s doing DOWN – but only because my secret weapon, Jamie, has agreed to wear a bikini and let guys put dollar bills in the waist band IF the guys help me cheat.
Jonn and I will have permanent seats at the bar, some bar, any bar.
We’re sneaking Mosby into the wedding AFTER we feed him lots of gaseous food. He’s gonna curl up on TSO’s pillow at the alter. But SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, don’t tell TSO.
Packed and ready to roll sometime after daylight
So happy for you! May you be as blessed in your marriage as I have been. There is nothing better than marrying your best friend. God bless!
This is gonna be one hella party… I am pretty sure Keith and I will be able to hear the crowd all the way down here in Cincinnati. Hell, we may be able to smell Mosby’s dog pharts if fed properly.
How is Jonn’s dress fitting?
Will do what I can to blog it, and will have the Balvinie single barrel single malt with me. Will do what I can to tweet the event from my seat in the bar.
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