Marshall:
This wedding does sound pretty amazing though. Fancy hotel ballroom... Everybody all dressed up...
Lily:
Uh here we go...
Barney:
What?
Lily:
We can't get anywhere with our wedding plans because I want it to be fun and Marshall wants it to be lame.
Marshall:
*Scoffs* Oh yeah. Ok, that's a pretty fair assessment of our two arguments.
Lily:
I thought so.
Marshall:
You know what, excuse me if I don't want to get married barefoot in the woods next to Lake No-One's-Gonna-Drive-That-Far. Yes! I want a ballroom and I want a band and I want shoes. I've been dreaming about this day since I was... like...
Lily:
*Interrupt* A little girl?
Barney:
Waddup! *High-fives Lily*
Marshall:
Ok, I'm just saying that it's my wedding too and I should have a say in it.
Lily:
But I'm the bride. So, I win.
Marshall:
But I thought marriage is about two equal partners, sharing a life together.
Lily:
Right, but I'm the bride. So, I win.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
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