Here’s hoping that you can cope…

In other words “Celia, good luck with your groom of doom…….”

The inspiration Billy Idol was waiting to provide the title for his long-awaited reprise song: “Gloomy Wedding”

Anyway, I want to drink…

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!! Snort!!!! Gurgle!!!

I suppose we can measure up the course of a marriage with a “Gloomsday Clock”?
😉

@jjhitt: Is this the 2nd wedding? Talk to the near staff, please.

Actually, I can understand the gloom.

Marriage is forever.

But you only get TWELVE YEARS for murder.

With time off for good behaviour also.

You don’t get that in a marriage.

When Celia met Klum
Working in a loom
In her private room
The flowers were in bloom.
But he can’t use a broom
He’s got his own chat room
Their love’s a state of gloom
They’re heading for their doom.

Who am I?
I Happy
Who is he?
He is the gloom..

Are you sure this gift didn’t come from Gomez and Morticia?

THE VIRAGO

To despair in deepest dudgeon,
In a gravity of gloom,
Awaiting the sensation,
Of a weird and wacky wedding,
With a bad and baleful bride,
With a pestilential Pastor,
In a cold and clammy church

A glock for him and zoloft for her

EDIT: By a pestilential Pastor,

So the marriage isn’t cheerful then.

Cheers…… NOT !

Well, I hope the blide was happy.

Happy Gloomsday! You shoulda seen the bachelor party… the Blide was NOT happy.

well they say love is blind and marriage is an institution… maybe they mean mental institute.

Deal Ceria, I don’t care much for your gloom! Yet I still wish you evely happiness!

“Oh my darling. How I’ve missed you.” she said.

Then she reloaded.

After they threw lice at the bride and gloom, the wedding party required much Kreenex for their many tears of joy.

In the presence of her gloom, Celia’s face blighten.

thank you velly much

wow, funny but, who submits a personally written note to a blog?

First time visiting this site and I see this. My name is Celia…kind of bizarre. Just sayin’