So I'm your best friend when it comes to going to all the shops to find you a beloved wedding dress, which you'd look awful in, and when you need to cover up your hot waxed moustache that made you look even manliest than you normally do but when it comes to going on holiday with me like we had agreed before, it's a no. I would still run after you like a twat because I am not like you. I never will be. Just remember that when he Puts you in awkward situations. Welcome to being a fucking dickhead wife.