It’s all in your perspective?

The Hangover

Oh, marriage.

I’m right around the age (30) where marriage and kids become a natural topic of concern in relationships. Specifically among those whom I went to school with and lived near, however casually and coolly I might know them now. And guess what, kids? In all of your stupid, expensive, stereotypical “fairytale” weddings where the bride dresses up like a fucking blancmange from Monty Python, every fucking inbred relative and their fucking relatives are invited too (“Because!”), I’m the one who ran off and had a stereotypical Las Vegas wedding: Courthouse. 10pm. Back outside in fifteen minutes. Off to Circus Circus for drinks.

The only potential downside I can foresee is not having possessing the moral high ground to berate Garrett or Caira when they run off to Las Vegas at eighteen to marry a stripper.

/dubiously proud

by Mark Grealish

in me

Dashing brigand, handsome rapscallion, father, crazy cat lady and the world's greatest lover and liar, living in Dublin, Ireland.

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Have your say on 'It’s all in your perspective?'

  • Aaron Hastings on

    Mark, you disappoint me. You lived in Las Vegas and didn’t even have the common decency to get married in a themed chapel?

  • Mark on

    I worked for one. Does that count?

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