In this crazy world of runnin' off to get hitched in some Moonie ceremony at the same time as ten thousand other people, and waking up in a fleabag motel room with an overdosed hooker wearing a matching ring, it's nice to think of the simpler times like those pictured above.
Back in the day, Celine Dion's Dad made the arduous wagon train trip from her hometown of Fontaine-du-Merde-de-la-Mer, just so he could be there to hold her hand and walk her down the aisle. I wonder who the lucky fellow was that Papa was about to deliver his baby girl to?
Wait, what did you just say? You're kidding, right!? The guy in the picture is the husband!?
That is sooo fuckin' gross.
