I got married at the Little White Chapel in Las Vegas in the late 1990s. The chapel had a drive-through, and if you wanted (my bride-to-be wouldn't agree to do it) you could rent a convertible and get married in the drive-through. We got married inside. But I joked at the time that the drive-through vows would go like this:
"And do you, Eclect-o-Blogger, takes this woman as your wife?"
"And do you, soon-to-be Mrs. Eclect-O-Blogger, takes this man as your husband?"
"And would you like fries with that?"
But apparently, fast food weddings are all the rage these days. Or something of a rage, anyway. What are fast food weddings? The term applies to several levels of commitment:
- Catering your nuptials with fast food
- One person proposing to another inside a fast food establishment. On bended knee at Table No. 3.
- Or actually holding the ceremony in a fast food restaurant.
Someone needs to do a study of fast food wedding participants. My guess is that there is a greater incidence of obesity in fast food wedding couples than in the population at large. (Wait, is that even possible? We're an awfully fat population.)
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