souvenirs 

We were at a wedding reception for the daughter of some friends of ours. I noticed that there was something in my suit jacket pocket that I didn’t remember putting there. I took it out and saw that it was a souvenir from a wedding that we’d gone to over a year ago. I struggled to remember whose wedding that was. I had no excuse for not remembering. We don’t go to that many weddings. I put it back in my pocket and figured that I’d ask Pam later.

Shortly after that, I overheard a bridesmaid behind me say “I can’t wait to get out of this <naughty word> dress. We couldn’t even drink until after the ceremony for obvious reasons.”

“Obvious reasons”! Now I remembered. That souvenir was from the wedding where the best man was so sh1tfaced that he could barely stand up – the best man’s speech

 

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