Two men are having a chat at their local when the topic gets round to marriage.
‘What I don’t understand is the bit where the vicar says, “If anyone objects to this marriage” and so on. I mean, what’s the point of it? No one ever objects.’
‘Not true. I objected at a wedding once.’
‘You didn’t!’
‘I did indeed. I said that the bridegroom was a drinker and a gambler. I said that he kept company with lewd women, that he had a violent temper, and would be a terrible provider.’
‘Oh my God! What did the groom say?’
‘I just told you.’
Boru
‘What I don’t understand is the bit where the vicar says, “If anyone objects to this marriage” and so on. I mean, what’s the point of it? No one ever objects.’
‘Not true. I objected at a wedding once.’
‘You didn’t!’
‘I did indeed. I said that the bridegroom was a drinker and a gambler. I said that he kept company with lewd women, that he had a violent temper, and would be a terrible provider.’
‘Oh my God! What did the groom say?’
‘I just told you.’
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson