Thirty years ago as I type this Mary and I met at my friends' (her brother's) wedding. Actually, at the reception since I missed the actual wedding. I spent the evening hoping no one would notice that the bottom twenty inches or so of my pants were soaked, as were my shoes and socks. But that's another whole story...
Anyway, I met her and displayed my sense of humor, in spite of which, she eventually agreed to a date. Silly girl!
So-o-o-o, happy thirtieth to Mark and Deb! And thank you for inviting me to your wedding. I think...
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