So, I've actually been pretty successful so far with this whole speech thing. Most of the writing occurs while I'm driving. I'll say something awkward and Chris will polish it so every word in each sentence is carefully constructed.
Anyway, here's some more:
Not to take too much credit, but this is all my fault. Because we believe firmly in cliches we went to Vegas for my bachelorette party. The night before, Gen confided in me that she was so tired of hearing guys compliment her on her hair. She already knows it's glorious, she doesn't have to be told. So the first night when we went dancing and Kirby walked by, turned, looked at her and said words she had always wanted to hear, he immediately peaked her interest. And those words were, I like your glasses. They spent the rest of the night together but it was I who put her number into his phone.
Still needs a little polishing but this part's almost done :)
Next, need to mention how they drove a ton for the next few years. I know Gen has the number somewhere...
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