Hiking through the city center of Gothenburg with my full pack in the rain, I was approached by a dozen women as I was heading to catch my train out of town. One of them was wearing a wedding dress and dawning a sache - “Future Bride”.
Future bride: Would you be willing to join us in a fun game?
Me: I would love to!
Cheers went up not just from her gaggle of maidens, but the whole crowd in the square joined the applause. Apparently, it was hard to find an easy “yes” on a gloomy morning.
The game itself was not much of an adventure. I didn’t have to carry her around the block or give her a lap dance... we had a push-up contest in the rain to some Scandinavian rape music. Being the gentleman I am, once I saw that she was collapsing out of the corner of me eye, I dropped onto my back in dramatic exhaustion. I figured I wanted her to start her brand new life off in at least a tie. And I got at least 15 push-ups in.
Future bride: Would you be willing to join us in a fun game?
Me: I would love to!
Cheers went up not just from her gaggle of maidens, but the whole crowd in the square joined the applause. Apparently, it was hard to find an easy “yes” on a gloomy morning.
The game itself was not much of an adventure. I didn’t have to carry her around the block or give her a lap dance... we had a push-up contest in the rain to some Scandinavian rape music. Being the gentleman I am, once I saw that she was collapsing out of the corner of me eye, I dropped onto my back in dramatic exhaustion. I figured I wanted her to start her brand new life off in at least a tie. And I got at least 15 push-ups in.
that is some music choice by the bride. Not sure I knew where that story was heading, but I am still laughing...
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