I went to take a friends pictures of her wedding day. I started at her house as she slept, through getting the dress on. A limo was waiting for her outside. Because of the huge hoops she had on she was the only one that would fit in the Limo. We are moving towards the limo and on time and camera hot from the pictures being taken. I smell smoke and laugh that "my camera so hot it's smoking". Limo driver screams "FIRE". It was burning and I could not resist - I took some pictures. Now the problem comes up. How are we going to get Bumble Bee to her wedding. Everyone has left to prepare the way. All I have is a pickup with camper. She runs in the house and gets a blanket, and lays in on the bed of truck. She lays down and holds up her feet and I graciously pushed her in. The top of the hoops were touching the top of inside of the camper - again I could not resist, I took some pictures.
A month later as we are previewing the wedding book the Husband was complaining that I saw her yellow and black stripped underwear before he did. I could not resist again - I took a...........................
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