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Shotgun Wedding.

To her the vicar said.
Do you take this man to be your husband.
She said i do.
To me the vicar said.
Do you take this woman to be your wife.
I said i don’t.
The vicar said.
You don’t.
Her father said.
Hands up, you bloody well will say i do.
I said i do, well wouldn’t you.
If there was a loaded shotgun stuck up your arse.
 

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