Ah June...the month of endless love and endless

Ah June...the month of endless love and endless weddings. I wiped my eyes as I watched Laura & Tim, the new Mr. & Mrs., turn from the altar, then walk hand & hand down the aisle.
"Yeah, I tapped that" I mumbled, when the gramma of the groom wondered what I said. "I TAPPED that, BOTH of them." I was sick of this wedding. I was with both of them 3 days ago,
and before you ask, yes the groom was better in the bedroom than the bride. The groom's gramma was obviously judging me, but I headed back up to the bar for another Old Fashioned
Donut which to me are the best. The Groom's Grandma followed me. She watched as I dunked my donut, again, and again, and again. The rest of the wedding could be damned.
The groom burst in carrying the profiterole tower and dumped it on the bride's head. He took a heavy fruit cake & ground it into my face, but I wouldn't stop dunking my donut
Because there was more coffee coming every five minutes. Finally I said that I had enough already. I left and went home. The groom was flummoxed by it all but understood. He had
been married several times before and had a previous wife who did not tolerate the never-ending coffee cycle. I prepared a cup of tea and then another and another, slowly filling
up with the delicious warmth of my special English breakfast. I remember my ex always waking me up with a cup of tea to start out my day. It made me miss her, but then again, I'd
always have bad thoughts while drinking that tea. She always brought out the worst in me...why did I even let her in my mind. She is so infuriating. Last week, she
was not only in my mind, but in my spleen as well. When I vented my spleen she was gone for a while. I almost missed her.

Started: 2013-06-05 06:50:30
Finished: 2016-10-24 15:32:24

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