
Wee Willy and the blushing bride followed an old Soviet wedding tradition, and cut a loaf of black bread at the reception.
Each guest received 20 grams of black bread, an increase from last week's ration of 30 grams, and a paper cup of cloudy
wodka. The guests then led the couple to the bridal chamber, toasted the couple with the traditional words,
Do svidaniya!, and locked them in the room until morning.
Wee Willy, channeling his inner Charles Bukowski, had been pounding cheap rye since breakfast. He vomited, then passed out. The blushing bride spent her first night of wedded bliss rinsing vomit out of her wedding dress, weeping softly, and using her iPhone to research Massachusetts' law on the minimum length of marriage to claim half a trust fund.