Where do these people come from? Why didn’t she just go with nipple tassles and a g-string?
This invitation is classic, and is perfectly suited to the classiest bride. Good Ol’ Whatsherface.
For those of you who can’t see the invitation clearly (like myself), this is what it says:
You are regretfully invited
To the wedding between my perfect son,
The doctor
And some
Cheap two-bit tramp
Whose name escapes me right now.
The biggest disaster in my
Family’s history will take place at
2pm on Saturday, September 8th
And no doubt end in divorce,
Hopefully in time to still be eligible for an annulment
The overwhelmingly disappointing heartbreak of a ceremony
Will be followed by dinner, where nuts will be served
Because whatsherface has an allergy.
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