Song of the Day: Nerf Herder - Sorry

I just received my invitation to my cousin's wedding as well as a bio of all the people in the wedding party. I was fortunate enough to the make the cut as I'm in this wedding as an usher. When I saw 'usher' as my name, I couldn't help but to think of Usher; the Nubian prince whose wowed audiences with his flashy dance moves and chiseled physique. Those are some hefty shoes to fill. I better get out the abmaster and start pumping away before the big date. I also heard Paula Abdul is doing some contracting work on the side from her 9 to 5 gig with American Idol. All this aside, I was pretty flattered that I was asked to be part of the wedding. As I look at the pamphlets from the invitation, there's a booklet of the peeps in the wedding party. It describes their relation to the couple and so on. As I flip through the pages, I get to the the section where the bride and groom describe my relationship with them... So here's what was written about me:

"Hung is remarkably sensitive and insightful cousin of the bride. He is a terrific listener, and I am in constant awe of his mastery of the Vietnamese language. Hung has a penchant for independent music; he always knows what's big long before the public does (i.e. Death Cab for Cutie). Our family no longer allows Hung to visit us over the holidays, as he is known to bring frigid Canadian ice storms with him.

Hung recently graduated from the university of Waterloo in Ontario Canada. He is employed by XXX, the company created the XXXXX (in my opinion, 1 of 3 of Canada's only exports; the others being great comedians and bad pop musicians). Nearly as much as he loves music, he enjoys making fun of "dirty Americans."

Now if you were able to get through all of that, imagine what kind of picture is painted of me from this eloquent passage. Please note that this wedding will be held in the heart of the Southern USA nonetheless.

First off, I "hate dirty Americans" -- No, I just hate my cousins!

Secondly, I'm "remarkably sensitive" -- I won't let you know what I think about
this one.

People are not going to want to talk to me after reading this bio. Sounds like I'm a tortured soul with a huge chip on my shoulder for redneck Americans along with a huge music collection of no-name bands. Man, this wedding will be interesting and I can't wait to show off my dance moves. hahaha. Six months to go, six months to go, six months to go...

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