I hate weddings. And my 24 year old cousin has been married at least six times, oh wait I was sick for the last one, or was that the divorce party. My crazy cousin walked over to me and, suddenly noticing that I was there, engulfed me in a big bear hug. She’s just weird. I glanced over her spotty shoulder, as I was taller than her now, and saw a massive chocolate fountain. Looking at all that chocolate made my mouth water and my stomach rumble. I knocked her over and dived into the chocolaty mess. Best wedding ever.