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So, Julie and I were in Puerto Rico last week, and on the last day we were there, there was a wedding on the bench of the hotel we were staying. We were at the pool, and we heard this loud music coming from the beach, so I went to check it out. Apparently, a guy named Leon and a girl named Charity were getting married. I stayed, in my bathing suit and T-shirt, and watched the ceremony (hey, I’m a romantic like that). At the end of his vows, Leon, with the mic, exclaimed, “Damn, girl, you look off the chain!” This apparently is whose wedding I crashed.