Oh decisions, decisions, not sure I can cope with all the grown up clobber which MOB's are supposed to scrub up in. I was going as Harpo Marx, but then I saw Willy Wonka and he looks so fantastic, but then so does Johnny Depp, and Polly adores chocolate, so in addition to everything else, somehow I've got to find a paddleboat to take us all to the church... I'll get the Oompa Loompas to sort it out.
And apart from the bride and groom, the guests are all going as Oompa Loompas,
the false tan can be shared out and there will be no snozzberries, not on my watch.
Al and Pol, there is still time to run away, but then you'd miss all the fun.
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