((Olivia’s head is spinning. Before she really knew what was going on, the wedding planner had put a bride’s veil on her head (generously none of Terry’s r
agelatives…) and dragged her and Terry Cloth in front of the High Priestess who seemed determined not to waste any time.))
Owl Olivia:
** Damn! You guys are in a hurry! Well thank you, dear High Priestess! That wedding ceremony was very moving, indeed. A real tear-jerker! **%% Like hell it was! How long did it last? 30 seconds? Pah! And who the f*ck has hired that stupid wedding planner?? I didn't want all that pomp, and I certainly didn't want to invite the whole f'ckin crew once again after they emptied the Props Magician's wine cellar at my party just weeks ago! By the way, where's Ms. Spanky? Doesn't matter now. I just gotta get outta here! %%
** I’m glad everybody is enjoying the party (again). Please help yourself to the food and the drinks and put the presents on the table overthere. We’ll unwrap them later. Thanks!**
** And now, dear guests, would you please excuse us? Terry Cloth here and I are leaving for a lil honeymoon! Bye, bye! Olli my dear, will you please stay with the High Priestess?? Mummy and Daddy will be back in a couple a days! **
((And off she takes with her new husband.))
%% Gotta make him fulfill his conjugal duties... He might be a rag-anova, but a damn fluffy one! %%