“What Was He Wearing? Well, Uh, Let’s See. He Was Wearing a Red Argyle Sweater, And Tan Trousers, and Red Shoes…”

“She got ma-ddied.”

“What?”

“She at church.  She getting ma-ddied to oily bohunk.”

“Married?”

“Ma-ddied.”

“Married?”

“Yeah.  MA-DDIED!”

“Married?”

“Ma-ddied!  GEEZ!”

Y’all.

Please tell me that you remember the closing scenes from Sixteen Candles, because that about sums up our weekend.  When we’ve resurfaced and recovered and — you know — gotten some SLEEP, I’ll tell y’all about it.

Of course, it WASN’T THIS GUY who got ma-ddied, but doesn’t he look stinking handsome in his tuxedo?!

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