Who needs a religious wedding day when you can have a wonderful impromptu reception (with no mention of a god, I might add)?
This is sweet
True story: I went to an American wedding a couple years ago… a break from the usual, traditional Indian ones I’m used to.
The groom tossed the bride’s garter. When he did, all the other men must have backed away because I caught it without a fight. (I was excited! I caught something!)
Apparently, that meant I was supposed to slip it on the leg of the woman who caught the bouquet. $#&%
I did not know this.
So, while everyone was cracking up, I managed to get the garter about an inch past her ankle… at which point she sternly whispered, “STOP.”
Holy crap. That scared the bejesus out of me. I’m never catching that thing again.
(via Improv Everywhere)