Life continues past the months of June, July, and August and so must the counselors of Day Camp.

10.07.2006

Huh. That's Interesting.


What do I do? I come to you with a burden. I caught my fourth garter in a row at a wedding with some tall friends, but this time the guys in front of me were at least as tall as Gator. The odds keep getting worse, but I still keep catching it. There is, however, no love in my life. Is this some destiny joke, always a garter, never a groom???

7 Comments:

Blogger Collie said...

Spiff, you are the first person to ever make me thankful that I have never caught a garter...enjoy a life of celibacy.

5:47 AM

 
Blogger Jonathan said...

you go to a lot of weddings. and why are you takeing it off her leg? I didn't know other guys get to touch the girls leg, Just a little future tip, no ONE is touching Kristins leg!

p.s I love Saturdays!

2:41 PM

 
Blogger Spiffer said...

I had to put the garter on the bouquet-catchers' leg. Supposedly, the farther up I put it, the better their marriage will be. Embarassing.

10:21 AM

 
Blogger Collie said...

Well, for their sake, I hope you went waaay up there. For them...only

11:19 AM

 
Blogger Alisa Marie said...

WHat kind of wedding is this???

Has anyone else heard of this spiff tradition, or did he make it up when he saw that hottie who caught the bouquet?

11:53 AM

 
Blogger annie said...

ya, Spiff looks pretty stoked if you ask me.

12:34 PM

 
Blogger Dr. Love said...

Can anyone remember whose garter I caught? Dosn't seem to be working!

3:23 PM

 

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