Location, Location, Location
Maria, Eliza, and Carmelita were doing much better than the guys for their day, but not by much. They were deciding where to hold the wedding. Eliza decided on the traditional church, but Maria and Carmelita wanted it to be even more special.
"Still!" Eliza argued. "Stick with the church, it's cheap and it's a roof over our heads if it rains."
"But where's the uniqueness in that?" Maria counter-argued.
The heated debate was cut short when the sport-track pulled up rather early, and out came four guys as white as ghosts and very (and I can't even express the emphasis on the very) annoyed.
"What the hell happened to you?" Maria asked. "Did a bucket of paint fall on you?"
"Yeah, a bucket paint fell on all four of us in the middle of the woods along the lake," Julio sarcastically commented.
"Jeez Sly," Carmelita commented. "What exactly did happen?"
"It's probably best you don't touch me," Sly warned. "But I'll just say that all of us were robbed of our dignity by a bunch of stupid pigeons up in the trees."
"Well none of you are going into the house!" Maria scolded. "Not until somebody hoses you down!"
The guys groaned.
"I'll do it," Eliza volunteered.
The guys groaned again.
Ten minutes later, Sly, Julio, Enrique, and Juan were all clean of birdie butt release and were allowed in the house to further clean themselves off. At first Eliza kept suggesting that their cloths get burned but Maria decided against it. All Carmelita did was laugh.
"Man Sly!" Carmelita laughed as Sly came walking in through the house. "You look like a wet cat!"
Dripping wet, cold, and shivering, Sly decided to grab a large glass of water sitting on the table and poured it on her. Carmelita yelped in surprise and had Sly running for his life for the bathroom, where he locked himself up and took a shower.
The next day went by much more smoothly as the guys instead decided to go into town. But the girls were still having problems with locations.
"I got it!" Maria suggested. "How about that one overlook where couples go for the romace…"
"Wait, wait, wait," Eliza said. "Mount Hump?"
Carmelita had the same look other face as her sister's.
"Mom," Carmelita began. "Nobdy goes there for the romance, they go there for the…"
"Well we can at least scope it out, right?" Maria asked.
"Fine," the two sisters sighed.
About a minute later, Carmelita and Eliza looked up from and invitation draft they made.
"Maybe we should choose something else," Eliza said, looking at Maria.
"I just wrote 'Your cordially invited to Mount Hump…' and I died a little inside," Carmelita said.
"What about that lovely place by that stream," Maria asked.
"Oh, nooooo," Eliza scolded in a sigh. "Please, no 'sunny shores of nipple creek' please!"
"Well, there is this park just outside of Paris that me and Sly sometimes go to," Carmelita suggested.
"What's it called?" Maria asked, intrigued.
"Infinity Park," Carmelita said.
"Good, it doesn't sound like anything like those other places," Eliza sighed with relief. "Is it wonderful?"
"Oh it's gorgeous!" Carmelita said. "There's this lovely overlook of the city."
"Sounds great!" Maria exclaimed. "It looks like we have a winner!"
