And they tell people they met at a wedding.
(submitted by Caroline)
“My Wedding: August of 2004. In what has become know as a “family” thing, men from his side shed clothes as the night goes on. This is me and my husband’s Uncle about half way through our reception at a local restaurant/bar.”
(submitted by Anne-Marye)
“My Uncle Scott…. ‘And here I was at a crossroads in my life. Should I continue to sell women’s shoes…. go off to college…. or leverage the mustache and pursue a career in porn?’”
(submitted by Emily)