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The long and short of it is that I tried crashing a wedding, and things didn’t quite go according to how the movie portrays it. I know it’s been more than a decade since Wedding Crashers came out, but when watching Vince Vaughn movies, I figure there has to be some truth to it. Because of my suspension of disbelief (or lack thereof), I assumed maybe there’d be free drinks, delicious food and, of course, some single, accessible ladies.
Turns out, everybody knew everyone but me, pretty much everything went horribly awry, and I had no idea what I was talking about for nearly an entire weekend of endless lying. Yet somehow I thought I could fall through the cracks, intrude on a wealthy, well-known family’s special weekend, eat all their food and sleep with their daughters in their own home without any repercussions.
The good news is I didn’t get arrested, but what happened to me by the end of it was far worse. But hey, at least I didn’t crash funerals. OK, I did one.