The invites to the wedding of the century (that would be, umm, mine) have been completed and mailed out. After sealing the envelopes, we realized that we'd forgotten to put postage on three of the response card envelopes.
So three people will be calling us cheap bastards sometime early next week.
Rock On,
Aitch
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That is a not-very-subtle way of telling people "we sent you an invitation but we really don't want you to attend" the wedding.
You can put up all the excuses in the world but you can't wiggle out of this. Bless your heart.
I'm sure it will be a lovely wedding.
hey david,
i'm just hoping my mom aint one of then. We will NEVER hear the end of it.
rock on,
aitch
When did you send them out? I still haven't gotten mine. Plane tickets don't grow on trees ya know!
hey kirsten,
you'd like our wedding - specialty drink's gonna be pimp juice.
rock on,
aitch
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