I recently attended the wedding of a family member who has been a forever girlfriend for 10 years and finally was able to convince the scrote to marry her. Here's the tale of the abomination of a wedding that I witnessed...

It was a destination wedding at an all-inclusive resort, so the guests had to pay for all their meals, drinks, etc,.. already. Despite that being the case, their wedding invites (who am I kidding.. they were evites) listed that "No gifts. Envelopes accepted." (I'm still not sure what her now-husband does for a living, so this made sense.) This should have been my cue to kindly decline, but I wanted to be a good, supportive family member, so I got my kids a sitter for the weekend and forked up the cash thinking, well, this is her special day, and it is meaningful to her.

The whole thing was so poorly organized, I wasn't even told what time the wedding was until the night before. The whole thing got rained out of two locations because no one bothered to check that this was the middle of monsoon season at this destination. It literally rains every single afternoon/evening here without fail for a few months a years. But then there was the ceremony...

They had no bridal party and her husband "walked down the aisle" before her... taking a whole two minutes down the aisle to twerk his way down. This was not only... classless... but then completely overshadowed her entrance, which took all of 10 seconds as she tearfully squeaked down the aisle.

The poor catholic woman who was officiating was trying to be serious for their vows, but instead of saying "I do" he said, "Hell mother-fucking yeah" and she followed suit like a little lamb. There were no signs, no schedules, no coordinators, so the whole time the groom is just screaming at us about where to go, what to do... Shortly after the ceremony, his shirt comes off and doesn't make another appearance the rest of the night.

He demanded speeches for about 45 minutes, though there wasn't a bridal party and no parents were there, so all his friends from college told many stories about how many times he knocked someone out for them. It was clear that despite going to an Ivy League school, his peers did not see him as an equal but rather some guy who is fun to party with and beats people up for them. It was sooooo.... strange. There was nothing given to the guests, and the reception had to be held last minute in a buffet hall due to the rain, where there was no first dance... just the scrote twerking on the dance floor for 45 mins... then it was over. Back to the hotel lobby bar for the free drinks that were included with our stay.

The whole thing just made me so sad for her. And it made me really regret coming out to this thing that could barely squeeze by being called a wedding. It all felt so contrived and embarrassing... I did not expect it to be this bad. I've never been to a wedding I didn't enjoy.

After the weekend, we were getting ready to leave and learned that he was going on a surfing trip with his buddies for 3 days while leaving her at the resort by herself right after their wedding. WHAT A ROMANTIC HONEYMOON!

So ladies if you think sticking with him will eventually land you that ring... it might, but for what?

PS- one of the conditions of them being together is that they frequently welcome "thirds" (always women) into their relationship... which she's convinced herself that she's absolutely totally cool with it. She told me about this in the last few years. 🤡🤡🤡