I always wanted to go to a wedding where I didn’t know anybody. Then, when the priest asks if anyone has a reason why these two should not be wed, I’d stand up and say, “Yes! I’m in love with the bride! The man she’s marrying brainwashed her into forgetting all about me and implanted new memories to make her think all of those good times were with him. Don’t let him fool you, sweetheart!”
Then I’d let some form of security haul me away.
