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Pickford Penny Pincher? The sky calling -- I mean, the fly is stalling. No, not right. Falling. YES! That's it. Oh, my, the sky is falling. Somebody pick up! This is Deborah Hortense Berwick and I'm out here covering the wedding in the Pickford Snob District and we're being pelted from above. Oh, the humanity! Oh, Nana! Oh, ... wait a second ... the bride's gown -- those -- these are just grapes. Grapes! Somebody's peppering grapes on the bridal party from above, but there's nothing in the sky, not even a solitary cloud. Maybe some maniacal laughter, but that's it. Speaking of "that's it," this is the last time I'm covering a wedding. From now on, I'm sticking to little kids' birthday parties where the worse that happens is a costumed character attacking another one occasionally.
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