So, last night I went out to The Abbey with my cousin and her longtime boyfriend who got drunk and let it slip that they actually met at a T.G.I. Friday’s in the San Gabriel Valley. From that point on, all I could think about was them having a T.G.I. Friday’s-themed wedding wherein she wears a red and white dress with flare encrusted suspenders and holds a bouquet made of potato skins. Laughed myself to sleep because of this.
