So you're announcing a wedding, huh? Hold up—when you mess up, you don't just slip; you crash the whole system. No "little‑oops" for you, only catastrophic failures—except when it comes to your heart and your uncanny talent for serving up the unvarnished truth. Even divine intervention would throw up its hands at this point.
Does the groom even realize what he's signing up for? Does he really know the woman he's about to marry?
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