Dream Shattered After Three ToastsOn my wedding day, my fiancée's adopted younger brother, Jason Sanders, suddenly stood up to toast us as we were exchanging rings.
"The first toast is for my sister. She gave herself to me last night so that I wouldn't feel insecure, making me her first man."
After he said that, he kissed my fiancée, ignoring the strange looks from everyone.
"The second toast is for my brother-in-law. Don't be fooled by my sister's usual aloof demeanor around you; she's actually very passionate in bed. Even though you're impotent, you've still struck gold."
My fiancée, Wendy Sanders, covered his mouth in a hurry and tried to laugh it off.
"He’s just rambling because he's drunk. Just ignore him."
But Jason broke free from Wendy and looked at me challengingly.
"The third toast is for everyone. Since Wendy is getting married today, I would like to personally put the ring on her finger. I'm sure no one has any objections, right?"