The day before the wedding, Mike wanted to golf with all his groomsman.
Im pretty sure it was only because he had a connection at the golf course, which I named God’s Waiting Room.
It was in Green Valley and filled with old people about to die.
Oscar and I were in agreement that we would rather go bumper boating.
But we went to the golf course anyway.
4 people golfed.
The rest of us did this.
Then we went to the church rehearsal.
Briana gave us gum, because we smelled like Beer….at church.
I wonder if hell has welcoming baskets.