Hmm, some of those black olives were a little...NAH! Perish the thought!
an awful lot of the She-Camels who thought his Tux was the bee's knees; Popie did, indeed, play the camel crowd quite well!
Of COURSE you were...we thought as much.
So, thank you for allowing us to share our "Special Day" with all of you because it really was everything a
little Southern girl dreams about...spitting camels showing off in front of a magnificently tuxedoed
ring-bearing doggie flown in on a military jet owned by his proud parents; the bride "covering her face" beneath Richard's stunning long robes (for reasons of traditional modesty, respecting the culture) while mortar rockets explode...Oh, and there's NOTHING like that special ambiance of a desert sandstorm blowing goats into your covered face and hair, EGADS!...you know, MODS, it really did all come together exactly as
as we dreamed.
Thank you again, Lor-I-Kink, for Popie and his dramatic F/A 18 Hornet jet arrival, although we did catch on the evening news that your jet was mistaken for American Intervention on behalf of Nato (Never Attempt Telling-off Ogres) and confused the regime and rebels terribly: no one could find Intel on a tuxedoed doggie in the cockpit, triggering so much chaos and befuddling both the rebels and oppressive dictator, thus bringing the NOT-war to a grinding halt, pending definitive intel of Unidentified American Intelligence Dog. That makes no sense, and yet it stopped the WAR... and since war makes even LESS sense, Peace props
to Popie, Raj and Taj Mahal!
And photo credit belongs to Lor-I-Kink, our Official Wedding Photographer! Thanks, Yountz!
(P.S. What are the symptoms of e-Coli poisoning from mistaking fecal matter for black olives on the Poo-Poo Platter?)
Good job, LG! Popie looks quite dapper!
ReplyDeleteI missed the wedding, however those wedding favor t-shirts are fantastic! If they really exist, can I have one? pretty please???
ReplyDeleteYes you may! We need to re-order them
ReplyDeletesince they were custom-made FOR OUR
ROYAL WEDDING by the Queen's very own
seamstress, who works deep in the bowels
of a secret castle under the code name
TELL NO ONE: CAFE PRESS! Since YOU have
a Birthday coming up, you are forbidden
to even approach this secret place,
since you'll get what's comin' to ya!
Mu-ah-Ha-HAaaaaa!
As you say, WHEEEEEK!!!! Could it really be true? huh? huh? DommyDomsMom would be ever so HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY to own a most wonderful wedding favor t-shirt with the fantastic piggies on it. Yowza! I bow down to the Queen's seamstress who works deep in the bowels of the secret castle. I wonder if she is related to the seamstress of Queen Ann from the Queendom of Pooten? Could it be? If so, she must be very wonderful.
ReplyDeleteso sorry i missed yoir wedding.the state dept,was such a you know what and gov. brown was to busy trying to keep cal. out of going under,he didnot have time.our friends at channel 3 at n.b.c. will hold anation wide show in honarof your wedding sand and all. cannot wait. love mom
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