Revenge of the Nerd Ch 80
This did not look good. Jeff had never wowed me with his sartorial splendor, but this outfit was not anybody’s concept of wedding attire. He led me into a bathroom and closed the door for privacy. Was this a metaphor for flushing our wedding down the toilet? ‘Couldn’t we have done this just a little bit earlier?’ I asked. ‘We’re supposed to start in around fifteen minutes.’ ‘They never start when they’re scheduled, I’m pretty sure that would cause a rift in the time-space continuum.’ I...