Kahwayzee weekend. The wedding went down, hung out with my distant family; even the Irish ones with the weird eyes. My toast was fantastic, as usual. Of course, most people were drunk or up at the buffet at the time, so the pressure was off. In the down time, I drank miscellaneously. My step-mother didn't make out with anyone except my dad. The DJ
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