Just got back to CA a few minutes ago. We had the whole wedding shebang in a big old Catholic church with the goomba Italians and an Indian priest. Everyone gets up to take communion and I bite my tongue to keep from laughing - "aren't you Catholic?"....."no, I actually have a brain and use it. Besides, Mary spread for the cock..." The wedding goes off without a hitch and onto the reception. Billy the Groom hires a super stretch Hummer. Everyone thought it was just great. I was so fucking embarrased to be in this huge redneck-mobile as everyone is getting shitfaced drunk. More pictures at the reception, yet no dinner and it is approaching 10PM and I have a 4:30AM wakeup call. Fuck this. I head out to the hotel solo and hit the sack at 11PM. Then at 11:45PM some fucking loud-ass techno hits the entire building. I call the front desk and complain. Nothing happens. 30 minutes go by and I call again. Nothing happens. 45 minutes go by and I get my clothes on and head downstairs only to find out there is a DJ playing music downstairs so fucking loud it shakes the building. I ask when he is quitting. 2:45AM. 4:30AM wake up call hits. Do the math. I am fuming pissed off. Fucking NY/NJ white trash goombas and their goddam wife beaters and gold chains and bad music and coke and bullshit. Fuck NY. Fuck NJ. Fuck the Radisson hotels. Never ever ever ever fucking again will I go to another wedding. And the next NY/NJ goomba I see I am just going to pummel. These are the people we need to send to Iraq. They are truly expendable.
