Strange coincidence

[Booldawg]

I was at a relative wedding the other day, when I was stopped by an ancient mariner. He forced me (with his glittering eye) to listen to his tales of the sea. I can't quite remember the details but it had something to do with him shooting an albatros.

I pretty much missed most of the wedding due to this sea-faring old matelot and was wondering if anyone has had any similar experiences?

[WaldoMcFroog]

What was the wedding relative to? Anyway, I know the man you mean and he doesn't half bang on.

[georgit79]

Booldawg- are you just visiting the different topics and posting really odd questions?

[woofgang]

what happened to your two mates?

[Grunty]

And what was the connection with Albert Ross?

[jno]

yeah, he tried to collar me too as I went in but I ignored him like I do with those guys playing the harmonica outside pubs. Anyway, the wedding was a washout, the best man lost the ring, the groom slugged the priest and the bride gave birth in the aisle to a two-headed monster. Sounds like you had a lot more fun.

[Booldawg]

Waldo - the wedding was relative to a kind of geo-stationary orbit calculated completely by means of reverse Polish notation.

Georgit - You're getting the jist of me already, I feel w'ere bonding.

And I feel I left the wedding a happier, more learned man, and thank you all for joining in with the non-sensical theme of this post, obviously based on the classical work of Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

[georgit79]

you are all weirder than me. Which takes some doing.

[woofgang]

well yes but its such fun

[RogK]

I met him. He turned out to be a pirate (a fact given away by that glittering eye and the hook) and, oddly, was wandering about on his own. Plucking up my courage I asked, "Where're your buccaneers?" He turned his lonely, bearded face towards me. "They're on my buckin head, where d'you buckin think?" he replied. I fled.

[Booldawg]

RogK - that was TERRIBLE! *groans*