When I was younger I hated going to weddings.
It seems that all my aunts and the grandmotherly types
used to come up to me, poke me in the ribs and cackle,
telling me, "YOU'RE NEXT".
They stopped that s**t after I started
doing the same at funerals...
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Brooklyn, The Poconos, Garden City South, The Village of Hemingway
