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THE WEDDING
(THE ALMOST-MARRIAGE OF BARBIE-BRIDE AND EX/GROOM)
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CAST OF CHARACTERS:
BARBIE-BRIDE: Me
EX/GROOM: A Ken HeMale-Type--(NOT)
MINISTER: Ummm, Jerry Falwell???
BRIDESMAID #1: My AP Daughter TarnishedHeart/Chauna
BRIDESMAID #2: My AP Daughter QueenT/Tamara
BRIDESMAID #3: My AP Daughter LostAndForgotten/Sky
FLOWER-GIRL: My AP Little Sister SuperGirl45817/Sara
MAMA: Ex/Groom's Mom and Barbie-Bride's Big-Bigger-Biggest You-Know-What!
SCENE:
In an Elvis-Presley pink limo-type vehicle somewhere en-route between here and Hicklands, Arkansas, USA.
TIME:
Already some nine-years too late.
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MINISTER: Are you sure about these directions, EX/Groom? These dirt backroads we've been driving for hours are "as the road to hell"--(Revelations 1:23).
EX/GROOM: Oh yes, yes Minister. The little chapel is just yonder Mt. Nebo, the All-The-Porcupine-You-Can-Eat Buffet, the Booze-It Bar and Roadkill Grill and the No-Tell Motel some 500-miles after reaching the Arkansas stateline.
BRIDEMAIDS #1, #2, #3--(In Unison): Porcupine--YUCK! Booze--YAY! Ummm, what's a No-Tell Motel???
FLOWER-GIRL: My flower-girl bouquet is wilting...
BARBIE-BRIDE: So much for dandelion-weed bouquets...
MAMA: And just what's meant by that snooty remark, Missy??? Those dandelion-weeds are from my well-tended garden I'll have you know, Missy!
EX/GROOM: hehehe...You'll have to be referring to her as "Mrs. Missy" after the ceremony, Mama.
(Minister drives on concentrating on the pot-holed dirt road ahead, Mama glares into the rearview mirror, Barbie-Bride glows, Flower-Girl plucks petals off the dandelion bouquet, Bridesmaids #1, #2, #3 giggle No-Tell Motel stuff, EX/Groom wiggles in his seat needing to go to the bathroom and the pink limo PUTT-PUTT-PUTTS to a dead-stop on the dirt road).
BARBIE-BRIDE: Oh, EX/Groom, why didn't we fill-up at that last gas station 500-miles back? You said we'd have plenty of gas to get there!
MINISTER: "The Lord giveth, the Lord taketh away."--(Revelations 4:56).
MAMA: Well, we've got enough of us here to push. Since I've this-here heart condition, I'll take over the wheel and Sonny--EX/Groom, you stay right here and direct me. Rest of y'all--GET OUT AND PUSH!
BRIDESMAIDS #1, #2, #3--(In Unison): PUSH??? Oh Barbie-Bride, why not just get married right here?
BARBIE-BRIDE: Seems feasible to me, so I say let's go for it.
BRIDESMAIDS #1, #2, #3, FLOWER GIRL, MINISTER AND EX/GROOM--(In Unison):
(So they all take their places in the wedding procession off the side of the dirt road--(After EX/Groom makes a pit-stop into the woods, of course). They all sing "Here Comes The Bride" aloud and the wedding ceremony begins.)
MINISTER: "Friends, Romans, Countrymen...Lend me your ears,"--(Romans 0:00...OOPS, that's Julius Caesar/Shakespeare!). Well, anyway, we are gathered here together...Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah-Blah...
(Surprisingly, Mama is amazingly quiet during the "speak now or forever keep your peace" part.)
EX/GROOM: Oh, I do, I do, I do! A Ka-Zillion times I DO!
BARBIE-BRIDE: So now it's my turn? Well, ummm...
(A sudden flash of lightening, a rumble of thunder and first drops of rain begin to fall...)
MINISTER: "And thou shall prepareth an Ark for these 40-days and 40-nights that willest follow..."--(Moses 7:89).
TO BE CONTINUED...
OR
THE END
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OUR ALMOST-WEDDING ALBUM:
BARBIE-BRIDE
(FOLLOWING THE RAIN-DELAY)
EX/GROOM
(WITH THE WIGGLE)
EX/GROOM
(UMMM...NO MORE WIGGLE!)
THE BRIDESMAIDS
FLOWER-GIRL
THE LIMO, OR...
THE LIMO, OR...

THE LIMO
(AND THE 500-MILES-OUTSIDE-OF-ARKANSAS STATE POLICE CHASE!)
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST...
MAMA
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SPECIAL THANKS...
TO ALL THOSE WHO SACRIFICED THEIR TIME, TALENTS, REPUTATIONS AND RESPECTIVE "LICENSES" OUTSIDE OF THE REQUIRED SCREEN ACTOR'S GUILD LICENSE FOR THIS ALMOST-WEDDING PRODUCTION:
EX/GROOM--HIS DRIVER'S LICENSE/PRE-POLICE CHASE
MINISTER--HIS DRIVER'S LICENSE/POST-POLICE CHASE
BARBIE-BRIDE--HER POETIC LICENSE
STATE OF ARKANSAS--AN UNUSED MARRIAGE LICENSE!
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(8/20/06)
I hope you don't mind that this wasn't written as a poem, Angel. In fact, it was written for a contest which was closed down for lack of entries last summer, so it never got anywhere beyond that closed-down contest...
I only realized coming to this post tonight that some of the images had slipped away during the AP upgrade process. I'll try finding them in the My Pictures file again and re-posting well-before contest-end--(Hoping I can remember which images they all were, but all for Mama-in-Law escapes my memory right now)!
ENJOY THE CONTEST!!!
Written August 20th, 2006