My sister was getting married. She didn't ask me to be in the wedding and I was offended. All of her bridesmaids had yellow dresses. I asked her why she didn't ask me and she said, "It's the money. I was worried that you didn't have any money."
At the last minute she invited me to be in the wedding, but only because I went to the local grocery store and spread rumors that she was a bad sister.
I attempted to pick out a dress that matched the other bridesmaid dresses. I stood in my parents' garage looking through a rack of thrift store dresses, some vintage, some plain ugly. I took a few dresses off of their hangers and threw them on the garage floor.
As people arrived for the wedding, I stood in the garage making a stink. I decided that it wasn't worth it, and I felt horribly disappointed.
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