yesterday stormed a flying squad, the house of my brother and his family.
After various conspiratorial e-mails and phone calls, we armed ourselves with a cheese plate, a huge pot of chili, plenty of bottles and parsley ... to immediately occupy the living room so we can reminisce.
parsley wedding! 12.5 years, the two are now married and the witnesses had sounded the assault.
This incredibly moronic faces when suddenly more than 20 people were happy at the door ... (would be my nightmare!).
everything was hilarious. We watched the cackling old wedding films blasphemed about hairstyles of the time or lack of hair today and then admired the Jubilee couple who actually threw in his old Hochzeitsornat. Respect for my sister in law, that dress after 12.5 years and two children sitting still perfect. About my brother we keep quiet. Well, the shirt still fits ...
We were way too much about the movies from the access to his bachelor party. The facial expression of my brother when he was allowed to enjoy the heart on the court a premium lap dance, while a dozen of his friends (and our father) stood around it was smirking, and too beautiful.
My sister was at that time the way a magician of Her friends, which I think is still incredibly stupid. Children's birthday or what? I would have been extremely disappointed in any case.
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