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!] [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! ...  ] [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. . . [sad]

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] [turns and looks expectantly at the congregation]

Chantina: [Also turns to the congregation] [you sunnuva...] *grrrrrrrugle*

Congregation: [um....  uh huh! ...  ]

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* [biiiig grin]

[ 01-08-2003, 04:57 PM: Message edited by: Britannica ]