The Bride Who Wet Her Pants

I was having some issues with smiling after four million pictures, and Mike the Photographer wouldn't let me escape back up to the bride's room even though it was only 15 minutes before the wedding and I was crabby. "We have to get these while the light is good!" he insisted, ignoring my not-very-bridelike scowling. Then Ericka happened along, trying to find out why I was taking so long. I begged her to stay and help me get through the last of the pictures. "Make me laugh!" I implored. "Yeah," said Mike, "give her some help." So she began to describe for me her first date in high school...

"I went to Homecoming with Don Davis (a boy who looks kind of like Dom DeLuise but is twice as obnoxious--this information caused giggling right away)...	"And I wore a dress from Brooks,...	"Nudes [that gross brown pantyhose shade] with white shoes...	"And an ankle bracelet!"
		After this fit, Mike released me and Ericka and I tried to find an alternate entrance to the country club so no one would see me. However, as soon as we turned this corner, we had to cross a large field and we ended up at the main entrance to the club... sweaty...giddy.. .and only moments away from the ceremony.

Go on to the ceremony, or back to the wedding home.