you were expecting something different with plastic chairs and nana in a zip-up hoodie?
EDITORS NOTE – I have no problem with the entrance. This chick loves to fuck. Whatever. I do have a problem however with not going with the real track here. You absolutely can’t have a bad version of Crazy Bitch being sung by a lounge singer on a fuzzy microphone. Bring an ipod. Blast it from speakers. Play the real version. I don’t know how you fuck that up. Huge mistake. Never gonna get that moment back.
What girl doesn’t dream of walking down the aisle to Buckcherrry’s “Crazy Bitch”? Like when little girls sit around at their tea party and dream about their wedding, who doesn’t come up with this? I want it outdoors, white lilly flowers, a band not a DJ, steak or salmon on the menu, and when I walk down the aisle and my husband and our families lay eyes on me for the first time, I want them to hear “Hey! You’re a crazy bitch but you fuck so good I’m on top of it!” Something elegant, like that.
PS – This guy
Definitely a distant relative. He and Squints had no idea what they signed up for when they sent back that RSVP.