[ A letter seems to have arrived for you. Very sleek thing, has those noticeable colors that pretty much yell out who this is from. Of course there’s going to be a large Fleur on there. What seems odd though is what’s inside. Sure, it’s a wedding invitation alright, but my god is it an odd one. The most prominent thing would seem to be a photo of Boss and Marie riding a motorcycle together with an explosion in the far background, flipping people off as they ride by. Well that certainly fits their attitudes. The whole way the invitation is worded screams that they did it on the fly deliberately. What a bunch of shits. Perfect for each other! ]
“So hey, looks like you’re invited to the wedding of BOSS and MARIE. Gonna be a fun little thing. Have to head over to Australia to participate. More specific info will be given once you RSVP. Lots of stuff is gonna be there. Two gorgeous people getting married, booze, illegal explosives probably, sick tunes, more booze, whatever dangerous Australian wildlife comes in, like a lot of booze, and so on.
Get some nice clothes and maybe a date if you want one. Or this could be addressed to a multitude of people in your surrounding area. Either way we’re not being specific due to laziness. So uh bring presents too or you’re not cool. Reputation will be more than likely tarnished and we’ll get everyone to point and laugh. Might need a designated driver too considering all the alcohol.
So yeah! Be there or be square – no really, don’t miss out or you’re a dead motherfucker.
Love,
Boss and Marie”