Aren’t they the cutest dang thing you ever did see? You can’t even tell from their expressions that earlier that day they had endured the intensely annoying sound of gravel crunching underneath the soles of the shoes of five of their not very punctual friends as they lumbered their way into the wedding congregation almost but not quite late while the bridal procession sashayed its way down the aisle. You Protestants with your short and sweet and on-time marriage ceremonies. Your efficiency disgusts me!
I kid, of course.
Congrats and cheers and mazel tov, Brandon and Jessica!
*I am merely guessing based on science that it will be “The Morrisons.” If not, please let me know! I don’t want to be one of those neanderthals who just assumes, you know?