re: #1227 bratwurst

Well I was a young guy at the time and the worst part is that I had to march down the aisle as part of the wedding party with my own sister. Talk about adding insult to sartorial humiliation.

Aisle??

My uncle is a hippie. His wedding (with the ruffled shirt tuxedo) was held in a field. Being Seattle, it was held under a tarp, and somebody played some kind of lute or something. My aunt had flowers in her hair.

We played soccer afterward.