||[Mar. 3rd, 2011|10:58 pm]
A bit of conversation between Quinzee & Death from this last weekend.|
Q: I'm a little worried about the wedding, though. I mean, I sent out save-the-date notices and for just my side, it's 160 people. What am I gonna do if they all come?
D: Dude. You're having a potluck picnic. In the park.
Q: Yeah, but what if we don't have enough plates?
D: If that happens, I will buy you paper plates.
Q: And that's why you're my best man!