Picture this for a Commercial in OD

  • April 4, 2001, midnight
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  • Public

This is a funny ass story and it is true so be warned.

This is a story about a wedding that took place at Clemson University; it was a huge reception and the groom got up on the mic to talk to the crowd. He said he wanted to thank everyone for coming especially the bride’s and grooms families whom came from many great distances. He thanked his new father-in-law for providing such a fabulous reception. To thank everyone for coming and bringing gifts and everything, he said he wanted to give everyone a special gift. So taped to everyone’s chairs was a manila envelope (even the bridal party’s chairs). He said this was a gift for everyone and to open the envelopes…

Inside each envelope was an 8X10 of the best man having sex with the bride. He had gotten suspicious of the two of them and hired a private dectective to trail them weeks prior to the wedding. After he stood and watched the people’s reactions for a couple of minutes, he turned the best man and said, “Fuck You”. Then turned to the bride and said, “Fuck You”. Then he turned to the crowd and said, “I’m outta here”.

He had the marriage annulled first thing Monday morning. While most of us would have broken off the

wedding after finding out, this guy goes through with anyway as if noting is wrong. His revenge, making the bride’s parents pay over $32,000 for 300 guests for a reception then letting everyone know what happened. Best of all trashing the best man and bride in front of their entire families. This guy has balls the size of church bells.

Picture one of those Master Card “Priceless” commercials for this one.
Elegant wedding for 300 people…$32,000
Photographers for the wedding…$3000
Deluxe honeymoon accommodations in Maui for 2 weeks…$8500
The look on everyone’s faces after see a photo of the bride having sex with the best man…..Priceless

I got this from Your shit is weak and thought I would share it. It is pretty damn funny.


Last updated February 14, 2026


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