I was a Reverend…
I’m crackin’ ’em up, just a like a true Reverend should.
And even holding a vaguely Bible-looking book. Which is really a journal with the script taped to the pages. But from a distance, who knew?
I have no idea who these people are, or why they brought a llama. Freaks.
Hey — they laughed, they cried, they didn’t flub their lines, and, as a bonus, you got them in and out in time for the guests to hit the open bar and appetizers.
Great job, Rev. Ryan!
BTW — those guys with the llama are some really handsome dudes. Really handsome. Look at the tush on that one guy….
Hey! One of those guys is the Rev. who married and me.
This is all just getting too weird….