Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Nothing can stop it now. Nothing.

The Golden Girl e-mails with some wedding planning advice for Atomizer:

So today we learn that the Atomizer is a thirty-seven year old unlicensed architect. He's not a short fat bald guy named Costanza (alias Art Vandalay), is he? If so, someone better warn the Atomizerette not to lick the wedding invitation envelopes.

Speaking of Atomizer's upcoming hitching, posting may be light for the rest of the day as Saint Paul, JB, and I are off to pick up our gift for the lucky couple. Nothing sets a bride and groom up for a future of matrimonial bliss like a crate of Plymouth Rocks. It really is the gift that keeps on giving.

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