Markie Posts

Last Saturday, <3>12/02/06 <3 (the very same day Britney Spears wiggled out of her mom’s pootang), my very bestest friend in the whole wide world went and got herself hitched, redneck-style, in her daddy’s back yard.

Okay, it totally wasn’t honky-tonk. More people spoke French than English, her dad lives in Pinecrest (same neighborhood as The Heat's Dwayne Wade and a bunch of snotty ass Japs), the backyard alone is about an acre, Julie and MacGregor looked absolutely blissful….and there was a cheese plate in between the main course and desert. It was very classy and laid back. The trashiest aspect of the entire shindig was my drunken mug popping up and fucking up otherwise nice wedding photos (see below).

I did, however, manage to give a decent wedding speech, in which I mentioned Clockwork Orange and morjitos, and was delivered right after I chugged my 348957349573495873 gazillioinith glass of champagne...how many of you fuckers can do that??????

Go me.

And when you two read this, I hope Mexico was kickass and I'm glad you didn't elope.



Me and the rest of the Robert ladies

Julie looking damn purdy

The Julie-Face and the Spam

Julie and I remembering our lesbian past

Sam and I being incest-lesbian sisters

Me getting sauced

Dad getting sauced

Sweetness

Chocolate lovers + Emma

My handsome man and my drunken bloated face

Don't they all look so much alike?

Cheese plate!

This is what too much champagne makes me look like

Sam, Matt, and Mom

Julie and Joelle