I would like to share with you one of the worst experiences of my life. As you
know, I don’t like weddings, and usually with good reasons. There now follows
one of the reason why I don’t like weddings.
I was asked to play the organ at this wedding at the weekend, and these are
the results.
Good Lord.




So here you will see the motley collection of Groom, Best Man and other
assorted males. The one sporting the red shirt and trainers is the Groom.
I think some confusion must have ensued as to what the dress code actually
was. Some red ties, some black, and one with no tie whatsoever.
I also thought the choice of location for the photographs was also quite
astonishing. Opposite the church was a row of garages, and it appeared to be
the most suitable backdrop, presumably to prevent any upstaging of the men
here pictured.
And so, as if couldn’t get any worse, the bride arrived…



Not everyone can pull off such a vibrant red, but here I think they manage it
quite well.
Now in my experience there is usually a bride, a couple of thin bridesmaids
and one great wopping one on the end. But in this case the fat bridesmaid has
become the bride.
Alarm bells, should, incidentally, be ringing around now. If they aren’t they will
be soon.



Deciding that the backdrop may actually improve the picture, the happy
couple strolled into an adjoining field for this wonderful picture.



It was noted during the exposure of this wonderfully composed image that the
groom’s head was roughly the same size as her left breast, and probably
contained a similar sort of substance.



This is one of my favourites. What is she showing us here? A severe case of
knee gout? Whatever it is she is doing, the husband is in even more fine fettle
(thanks to the showing of the ankle) than certainly I thought was possible.



Mentally disabled is probably the term best used here. Or fat pig and ugly little
weasel. I’m sure they have the same effect.



“Here, let me help you up…”



Our good-looking groom is apparently reaching for something and having
trouble locating it. Perhaps a forklift truck might help raise the blockage?
I think this proves to us all that there is someone out there for all of us.

Let’s just hope they don’t breed.

 

They make a lovely couple
Gives everyone hope (or does it )
Just dont want them living anywhere near me

Tony

 

Hey ,wheres my fee for showing my happy snaps .
Hello mag were after them and I turned them down cos they would not pay enuff.
I will be speaking to my brief about this infringement !!!!!!!!!

 

I wouldn't own up if I was you, a lot of people had to go and see their therapist after seeing these snaps, so beware you might get counter-sued!!!

 

I need at least one bottle of whiskey to get over this!!!!!!!!!!

 

help i'm scared now nighmares will follow

 

They did get a TIHS photogapher thats for sure but they seem happy together so best of luck to em.

 

Can anyone else hear a banjo gently playing in the background?

 

**** me, i hope to god she aint pregnant

imagine what the poor kid would look like

 

Surely it must be a wind up!

 

This is sssssssssooooooooo Funny

 

whats that got to do with this thread. STOP SPAMMING

 

very very scary, which on needs the passport

 

pmsl

 

i was thinking the very same

 

 

Is that Bride Peter Kay in drag

 

like this

 

 

I think she's a right foxy little moo.

Sorry had a few beers tonight.

A pair of horns wouldn't go amiss on her head actually.

wonder what her box smelt like after the long wedding day on a hot sweaty day and an evening of disco dancing. Bet the groom was in for a right treat.

 

Now im no oil painting but ffs!!!!!!!


lol, nice one, lets hope they have no interest in Scoobies or she will be coming round to part your plums...lol

Graeme

 

Disturbing Shof . . . .Very very disturbing . . . And I had no idea you could play the organ Shof. . . . .Can you play some Bethoven??

 

This is so good it must be SIAL.

Please tell me this is a hoax!

 

Yep, these piccys were doing the rounds 2 weeks ago, not on here though

 

Nah - this is a scarey premonition of the resulting breeding.......



Dan

 

Yeah I got it via email from a mate, hillarious though isn't it

 

Could have sent the groom some scaffolding for a wedding pressie?

 

I'm scared for life

 

They both have lovely footwear