Okay, okay, okay. So, maybe the ordeal of getting me married is a half step worse than getting us lost in Redneckville or yet another New Years spent watching Mojo get wasted.

But Greg, if anyone can do this, it�s you, my brother.

Think of the pros:

-I�ll be a lot less b*tchy once I start getting laid on a regular basis
-There�ll be free booze at the reception, and as part of the wedding party, you get to bump in line
-Men in suits look hot
-It�s a man-corsage � I just couldn�t spell boutonni�re

(And, yes, there�s a/c, and, yes, you can wear flip-flops to the reception � I plan to.)

I shed my skin
when the party was about to begin�

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