For the runup to my wedding, we spent most of our time heading off my mother-in-law's cockamamie ideas of how weddings ought to go - overblown, Jesus-soaked, full of stinky flowers with a lame dance afterwards - into a manageable experience.There's a solution to this. It's called Vegas. Vegas, with a lot of strippers and booze and renting out the Vegas Pimp House just so you can tell your mother-in-law you spent your wedding night at the Vegas Pimp House. Yeah.
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posted by absalom at 2:34 PM on May 24, 2005