We could say something cliche about the wedding like how special and beautiful it was...and we'd be telling the truth. It was terrific, but what really made it fun and unique was the group of attendees. There was Davis and Brad's failed attempt at laying the aisle runner while we all watched on in awkward hilarity as the organist tried her best to stretch "Here Comes the Bride" into a 10 minute symphony. Even better was the best man, Brandon, and his drunken speech that felt like a scene from a movie. I guess it's no surprise that when you mix a large group of people, with alcohol, uncomfortable clothes, and pressure to perform a task in front of a family to which they don't belong...there are bound to be a few slips of the tongue, one or two awkward moments, and maybe a giant plastic runner violently flying through the pews of a quaint 19th century chapel. Nevertheless, we were very pleased with how the day turned out, it was a blast.
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