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I had a friend that married his girlfriend because she was pregnant and he wanted to "do the right thing".
At their wedding, I was one of the groomsmen and required to be there very early for pictures. While the couple was taking pictures with their families, to kill time we found a beachball and started tapping it back and forth between us.
I grabbed it and stuffed it under my jacket, pretending to be the bride, "I'm Cheryl, I got pregnant so now Dave has to marry me... My Daddy has a big shotgun..."
Everyone turned white and pointed to the side of the room, where the videographer was standing, filiming everything! He gave me a "thumbs up" and just said, "Got it!"
um, oops...
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Abra-cadabra!
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