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.
You wouldn't understand it unless you were French. Or a pedophile.
ReplyDeleteThat is such a relief! I'm a little bit French but no part pedophile.
ReplyDeleteHey man, you can't really knock it, they have been married longer than a hell of a lot of people I know these days - maybe they found the secret??? Marry your Dad - tee hee!!!!
ReplyDeleteEven in the quaint little town of Fontaine-du-Merde-de-la-Mer (Fountain of Shit by the Sea, for those who are Francais-challenged), they don't marry their Dad. Just someone who is the same age, and maybe looks like Dad, and could be their Dad if Mom used to "get around" a little.
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