Sep 27, 2005 16:26
Okay, the bride called me:
Her: "I have a favour to ask you..."
This was followed by a few minutes of me fake-bitching:
Me: "LOOK!!!!! I'm already wearing a tux for you... AND... I'm SUPPOSED to be on time for all kinds of junk... AND I'm not allowed to show up shit-faced for the rehearsal OR the wedding... Aren't I already doing enough for you?"
Her: "No... Plus, you won't mind this favour..."
Me: "Do you want me to haaaaaaandle *Edmonton-girl* for the weekend? Hehehehe..."
Her: "Handle? ... What does that even mean?"
Me: "Oh. Nothing."
Her: "I want you to pick up *Edmonton-girl* at the airport on the Friday morning and bring her out to *Weddingtown, Saskatchewan, Canada*"
Me: "Screw that. Can't she catch the bus? Hahahaha."
Her: "Whatever. You know you'd love to."
Me: "FINE! ... She's TOTALLY splitting the gas with me."
Her: "SHE'S NOT SPLITTING THE GAS WITH YOU!!!!! LIKE YOU DON'T HAVE LOTS OF MONEY..."
Me: "Hehehehehehehehehehe."
Her: "Her flight gets in that morning, I'll send you the details. Make sure you're at my parents' place by noon."
Me: "NOON? FFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTT..."
Her: "Don't-mess-with-meeeeeeee..."
(Note: I think I'm funny. Often, others do not.)
Ya, so, my question is: Would it be wrong to bring my Edmonton-girl like a single flower when I meet her at the airport? For some reason, that idea popped into my head and now I, seriously, can't stop picturing it because there's something that keeps telling me that I really, REALLY should be doing something super-sweet for her the very first second I see her. And then I think that'd be just cheesy and what happens if she's like "Uhhhhhhh...", but then I remember that she's my date anyways and I'm 99% sure that she would totally melt and not stop cuddling me for the entire weekend (even when I'm trying to walk down the aisle with a bridesmaid... that the bride recently admitted should likely have been Edmonton-girl because the bride totally loves Edmonton-girl and she knows I totally love Edmonton-girl and Edmonton-girl totally loves me and it would all just make sense, but the bride had a different friend that she asked first, before she really considered who I would best be paired with), but then there's that other percent that could make the drive to Weddingtown, Saskatchewan, Canada take for-fucking-ever, but if she loved it, I'd just WISH the drive would take for-fucking-ever. Sigh.
Fuck.
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