Went to my cousins wedding lastnight in Sydney. Kinda okay, but Italian to the max and really fucking loud. Cheese city too. When the bridal party got to the reception, they got a fucking smoke machine and when the bride and groom were revealed via a curtain, they were pashing to Beyonce's Crazy in Love. Felt like I had stumbled onto the fucking Price Is Right set.
but it's okay. never once did I have to pay for a drink.
but it's okay. never once did I have to pay for a drink.