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Last week, we opened the tipline and asked for submissions of your best (worst) wedding horror stories. Whether it's something you yourself did and regretted, or a dismaying day-of act you witnessed, now is the time to share. Drunken speeches, lecherous groping and generally bad behavior of any type is welcomed.
If telling the tale to the world isn't enough of an incentive, we're adding a shiny gadget to the pot. The best horror story takes home a brand-new iPad Mini. Send word to firstname.lastname@example.org and turn that personal tragedy to triumph.
· Send Us Your Best (aka Worst) Wedding Horror Stories [Racked]