The (adjective) wedding yesterday afternoon between (adjective) (name of woman) and her groom, (name of man), was carried off (adverb). The bride wore a long (adjective) (noun) with (adjective) edging and a/an (adjective) neckline. At the end of the (adjective) ceremony, there wasn't a dry (noun) in the place. Later, at the reception, the bride's mother said, "The groom is a/an (adjective) man, just the kind of (noun) we wanted for our (adjective) daughter." The (adjective) couple left midst a flurry of (adjective) congratulations, to spend a/an (adjective) honeymoon visiting (plural noun) in (geographical location). They are sure to live (adverb) for many years.
Millie said...
The elbow-licking wedding yesterday afternoon between unbounded Hedwig and her groom, Mortimer, was carried off obscenely. The bride wore a long white and nerdy flibbertigibbet with weight loss-obsessed edging and a footsie-playing neckline. At the end of the crusty-eyed ceremony, there wasn't a dry barf particle in the place. Later, at the reception, the bride's mother said, "The groom is a short fat and slutty man, just the kind of abused pencil we wanted for our melodramatic daughter." The holiday-Jello-loving couple left midst a flurry of impatient congratulations, to spend a scary beyond all reason honeymoon visiting magpies in Steroid City. They are sure to live toe-tappingly for many years.
Klin said...
The itchy wedding yesterday afternoon between long-winded Nedra Bean and her groom, Llewlyn Brown, was carried off threateningly. The bride wore a long multi-colored homemade macaroni & cheese with numerical edging and a lazy neckline. At the end of the rough ceremony, there wasn't a dry headache in the place. Later, at the reception, the bride's mother said, "The groom is an organized man, just the kind of bike helmet we wanted for our fluffy-ish daughter." The creepy couple left midst a flurry of salted & roasted congratulations, to spend a misshapen honeymoon visiting potato chip crumbs in Pascagula, Mississippi. They are sure to live pretzel-resemblingly for many years.
Heffalump said...
The teal and silver wedding yesterday afternoon between sleeveless Carrie and her groom, Chuck, was carried off popularly. The bride wore a long sequined punch bowl with formal edging and a modest neckline. At the end of the empire waisted ceremony, there wasn't a dry tiara in the place. Later, at the reception, the bride's mother said, "The groom is a color coordinated man, just the kind of tuxedo we wanted for our theme songed daughter." The night-of-the-living-dead couple left midst a flurry of decorated by cheerleaders congratulations, to spend a disco ball-inspired honeymoon visiting committee members in the Ballroom of a cruise ship, somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle. They are sure to live tearfully for many years.
1 comment:
Well, that one could have gone better theme wise...
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