It's here. The moment every young boy dreams about--becoming a groom--has come for me. Ever since I was old enough to throw pears at my brother's head with enough force for them to shatter on contact I began planning a fairytale marriage for myself and Miss Right (soon to be Mrs. Right). What you will see in the next few pages is my dream wedding, which hopefully will be implemented by my hunny and me. A dream wedding fit for a man. The date is set for August 7, 2004. Save it. Chances are you're invited. And also take notes. I may just end up becoming a wedding planner because demand for my talents is so high.
Jim
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