Best friend gets married in a cornfield; drinks, bellows.

One of my best friends, Neal, got married a little while back. He and the lucky lady held the ceremony in a cornfield in central Illinois. Neal attended in traditional formal Scottish evening wear. He even had a dagger in his sock. He is not of Scottish descent. Nobody seemed to mind.
Towards the end of the night I misplaced my camera and ended up eating a bucket of hotwings and sleeping on someone’s floor.

Bellowing at the wedding guests. The Reception The Reception End of the night. End of the night.

One Response to “Best friend gets married in a cornfield; drinks, bellows.”

  1. Neal Says:

    I’ll have you know I am of Scottish descent and have traced my family tree back to 17th century Scotland. The next time I see ye yer gettin a haggis upside yer heed.

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