I really wish 99.9% of the boys in my life would just behave and keep their hands to themselves. And I really wish that .1% would do neither of these things.

Tonight the mystery that is me and Brett never dating has been solved:

At the reception, a George Strait song came on so Brett and I got together to dance. And stepped all over each other again and again and again. So I said, "You and I are moving to two completely different rhythms.". He laughed and said, "I think that pretty much describes everything between us." Then we both started laughing and fake crying.

The end.

And this was mah outfit.