One of those is a wanker.
Sunday nights and that depressing tune when you knew it was school the next day ! "Cyril "....
Not quite the case mate!.Well the suites will keep for when he finally decides to get married
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(Turns head)
"Cyril..."
Ooooooooh what’s the story around the best man who isn’t the best anymore?Not quite the case mate!.
I said suits to avoid too much detail. In fact, the outfits were, Jacket, trousers, waistcoat, shirt and tie. All chosen by the bride-to-be and tailored to each individual. No one liked them much - even my son!
The bride's father and my son both gave theirs to a charity shop, one best man is now far too fat, the other best man is now not so best. I'll be ashes in the wind before he marries so I'll wear mine for the cremation.
I hope they all fit you mate…That's Life -1
Often, by the time I get to my local bakers they have sold out of my favourite loaf. Today, I got up early, called in the shop planning to stock up, only to find a sign on the door - "Sorry, No fresh bread today, faulty oven".
That's Life -2
My son and his fiancée called off their planned wedding at fairly short notice.
Her father agreed to pay for the hire of the reception room. He got most of his money refunded.
My ex agreed to pay for flowers and the photographer. She got most of her money back.
I agreed to pay for 5 personally tailored suits for the groom and 4 males in the party. I didn't get a penny back.
That’s got nothing to do with me.I hope they all fit you mate…
My son and his mates were all in a GnR tribute band. Band finished when "Axel" quit, some financial squabbles.Ooooooooh what’s the story around the best man who isn’t the best anymore?
Fair play to the fat bastard though.