I am in the middle of a shit storm right now.
I will be the happiest person on earth after Mr. and Mrs. Pibb get married. You think they'll be happy? Au contraire. I'LL BE HAPPY! Their happiness won't compare to mine. At the end of the night, they'll be man and wife BUT I'll be done with this bridesmaid bullshit!
Latest update: bachelorette party.
Maid of honor MIA. Bridesmaid#2 backed out. Bridesmaid#1 (me) needs a straitjacket.
Will there be diarrhea of the mouth or do I plug up and not say a word?
(Actually let's be real. It would be more than just one word. It will probably be many words that start with f and end in -uck or some other various colorful FUCKING counterpart. Oops did I forget to say "ear muffs"?)
Kill me now.