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Their day started at dawn and filled quickly with thousands of errands, some crucial (omigod, the bouquet is still at the florist’s!) but most of them insignificant, humiliating; though they were happy to have served the Cause of True Love this day, there came that point in the reception when the DJ played “I Will Survive”, and something inside them just snapped, you see, and the bridesmaids ran to the dance floor as one, in their rustling skirts and stocking feet, and they danced together this disco-beat tarantella of primal anger that surely drove fear into the heart of every man in the hall. 

June 30, 2006 at 11:40 AM ::
boot's avatar

Well, I’m not a man, but it sure as hell drove fear through my heart.  We could hear the pounding from down here.

boot on 06/30/06 at 06:46 PM ::

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