#94 Family Business
I worked at a mob wedding. I was in the band. The bride and groom looked like they were gonna kill each other when they were feeding each other the cake. Men on either side jumped up from their seats to settle everyone down and pull them apart after they SHOVED the cake into each others’ faces. Then the “grandpa” sat in a chair and basically a receiving line formed for him. A limo pulled up outside and he left. All the guests cleared out once he left. Nobody gave a darn the reception was still going.
Credit: LudovicoSpecs1
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