It’s her wedding day. It draws a big crowd, of which she is pleased. A designer dress, studded with diamonds. It outdoes any queen of mean. Everything must be exactly the way the groom wants it or he won’t show.
After the nuptials, the reception, from a room in back comes a voice over the speaker. It’s her husband’s. “Good afternoon.”. Then a sound bite “LLLLLLLLLLLLet’s get ready to rumbllllllllllllllllle!”. Out of the room, her husband bolts, wearing nothing but athletic shoes and an erection. He hugs and kisses the guests as he exits the building. Then, he is gone.