In the Great Hall of the Doesntreallyexista Castle. . .
Priest: M'Lords, Ladies and Gentlemen. We are gathered here today, to join in holy wedlock King Registered Member 552 and a half, monarch of Doesntreallyexista, recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize and all-round nice guy. . . and . . . um. . . the. . .
fair Princess Chantina, heir to the throne of Chantania, um. . . general of the army of Chantania. . . and . . . um. . .yes. . .
RM552: ![[whaaaa!]](eek01.gif)
[mouths to Britannica: I am going to rip you one BIG TIME for this!!!!]
Brit: [standing next to La Machine at the back of the hall, mouths back: Sorry, no other way, old chap]
LM: *sob* *sob* [pulls out a hanky and blows his nose] *hiirrrrppp*
Brit: Yes I know La Machine, RM552 is making a noble
and terrible sacrifice.
LM: No. It's not that. I always cry at weddings. *sob* Hey where is (young) Nightwing?
Brit: Are you kidding? Bring Nightwing to a wedding, where his female attracting abilities are known to work on the bride, and probably the entire female contingent of the congregation?
LM: Oh yeah.
Brit: And couldn't you have put on some cloths, for goodness sakes? We are at a royal wedding. . .
LM: Well I am wearing a tie. . .
![[um.... uh huh! ... ]](graemlins/umuhhuh001.gif)
[looks down at his Marvin the Martian tie]
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Back at the alter, the doomed RM552 talks to his best-man. . .
RM552: Right Ace, any exits for a quick getaway? Windows we can jump out of? Drains? Anything?
Ace: Sorry, RM552, I think this is it. . .
Chantina: :) *guuurgle* *slurp* *goimp*
Priest: Before we commence, if there is anyone who can show just cause or reason why these two people. . . um. . . one person and one . . . um. . . thingy. . . *ohboy*, should
not be joined in holy union, let them speak now or forever hold their peace. . .
RM552: Yes! Of course. . . just cause or reason!
![[biiiig grin]](images/icons/grin.gif)
[turns and looks expectantly at the congregation]
Chantina: [Also turns to the congregation]
![[you sunnuva...]](images/icons/mad.gif)
*grrrrrrrugle*
Congregation:
Ace: [places a hand on RM552's shoulder], I don't think that's going to work. . .
Priest: Is everyone sure?
[The congregation either shrug their shoulders, or look away ashamed]
Priest: Alright then, let us continue. . . [shrugs apologetically at RM552]
RM552: $#!+
Chantina: *gurgle*
[ 01-08-2003, 04:57 PM: Message edited by: Britannica ]