Epilogue

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"Do you, Greg, take Ben, to be your husband?"

"I do."

"Do you, Ben, take Greg, to be your husband?"

"Hell yea!" I cheered with a smiled. I heard some laughs.

"You may now kiss!"

I looked into Greg's eyes as he looked into mine. I we got closer and closer...

"JUST KISS ALREADY!" My 16 year old Mike said. He's grown so fast, my baby boy!!

We kissed and we heard cheering and rice was being thrown at us. I grabbed a bag and started pouring it in my mouth.

"Uh, Ben, those plastic.." Greg trailed off.

"Thats why they don't have flavor..." i said flatly and tarted spitting them out.

We had our honeymoon and lived-happily-ever..

SPLAT!!

"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT THROWING FOOD, SPOONs!! SPOONS!! USE THEM!" I yelled

"You're fault for talking to yourself, it was creepy..." Ben jr. Said.

"Whateva!"

We lived happily ever-

"AFTER!" Everyone said.

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