The wedding of Sur Amboy Westerfield and Sur Parrish Eastonville has been dubbed the wedding of the century. The ceremony took place on a dark and dreary day in the middle of the town square in the quaint little town of Salem. Giant elm trees were beautifully decorated with ropes hanging high from heavy limbs. Hemp ropes, nylon ropes and old clothesline ropes were tied with uneven square knots. A raised plywood platform was erected for the event. Silver potts filled with St. John's Wort and Salvia adorned the perimeter. Old wooden church pews were used as guest seating. Sur Amboy the groom was attired in a chocolate brown silk robe hemmed in Belgeem tatted lace. Whalebone buttons stretched from neck to midcalf. Kneelength black biker shorts with padded rear exterior matched perfectly to the black leather work boots. An heirloom outfit passed down from centuries of secrecy. His nosegay was a voluptous peace rose. Sur Parrish the groomette walked down the aisle in a gown from the Martine Stalwart collection. It was an old lace tablecloth from the clearance section from a local thriftless store. Sur Parrish's long grayed locks were braided and wrapped around his head in a turban facade. The groomette carried a faded silk flower arrangement complete with years and years of dust and neglect.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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