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Originally Posted by Glice
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Haha!
We should indeed get married. We can exchange self-penned vows on the brink of a misty Irish bog, presided over, of course, by Hip Priest (should he agree to do us the honor). We will be naked as jaybirds, and once we have uttered our pact of unity, shall lead our careful selection of guests into the damp earthy quagmire, where we will perform ancient mud-bathing rituals to slough our souls clean.
After that we shall serve pizza and beer in my Uncle Dewey's backyard tent. The guests will be offered a phallic drink-stirrer as a wedding favor, accompanied by a T-shirt bearing the proclamation, "I got me some cock at the Glice/Truncated wedding."
Surely, eternal bliss.