I’m the best man
Yes, that’s right. I’m the best man… in my brother’s wedding. In about 2 weeks. Oh God…
I have to write a speech…
I’m now facing the dilemma, how much to let rip? The feeling of power is intoxicating, actually, but mingled with nerves and excitement. I imagine this is what an “http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aero_%28chocolate%29″>Aero feels like.
I have so many ideas rolling around in my head.
A full chorus line of people singing?
A movie montage of touching comments from friends and relatives?
A reenactment of This Is Your Life?
A series of humiliating posters?
A bag of tricks?
I wish I knew someone that knows how to break dance…
Oh, AND I’m planning the stag-do (bachelor party)… I’m trying not to be too much of a chick. We’ll see how it goes…
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