“Alright folks, it looks like we’re just a few moments away from the main event. We got the last of our contestants lining up on the raised portable dance floor. Jerry, what’s the competition looking like?”
“Well, Bob, as always, we’ve got tons of beautiful talent out there, but it looks like the real matchup’s going to come down to Aunt Vivian, Cassie, and Cousin Beth. Now Aunt Vivian is an established veteran of the bouquet toss, having just gone through her third divorce, so she’s especially anxious to get in there and give it a go. Now, that being said, Aunt Viv has already pounded about seven glasses of wine so far today, so her reaction time might be a little off. Of course, being the Maid of Honor, Cassie is looking to be the crowd favorite tonight, everyone’s really pulling for her. But my money’s on cousin Beth. The girl’s got a reach on her, not to mention some bony elbows, and she’s small enough to slip between the competition and really get herself in there.”
“Not to mention, she’s better dressed for the occasion. Her dress flows enough so it won’t restrict her leg span. Not to mention, she’s the only girl smart enough to change into a pair of flights.”
“Right you are, Bob. It looks like the bride’s getting ready for the toss —”
“See, right there. Cousin Beth’s already getting down low, ready for the pounce, well before the whistle’s blown. She’s effectively boxed out all of the girls from Table 12 already.”
“She’s not messing around, Bob. Wait — looks the bride’s getting ready — she’s squatting down to give the toss more height — and they’re off!“
“Now you see, Jerry, poor Aunt Vivian’s overeagerness is gonna cost her this time. She didn’t expect the bride to get that extra leverage in the toss, and now she’s too far up front and — OH! Did you see that? Cassie, our Maid of Honor, digs her bony elbow right into Sarah Jones, the Best Man’s amicable college Ex. Oooh, that’s gotta hurt!”
“Cassie pivots on the end of her stiletto heels and —”
“Oh no! A surprise from the front as Aunt Vivian recovers and launches her ape-like arms through the air and right towards that bouquet. She might get it after all!”
“Don’t speak too soon there, Bob. Looks like Beth has already snaked her way around the Girls from Table 12 and —”
“Wait, it’s looking like Aunt Viv might —”
“Oh! Boxed out by Cassie!”
“Beth takes the lead as Cassie plays defensive. She throws her arms up and —”
“Whoa! Do you see what I’m seeing, Bob?”
“I think so, Jerry! Interception! Who was that —”
“I think she came with one of the cousin’s on the groom’s mother side, Bob.Bam! Outta nowhere!”
“That was an impressive snag from a total wildcard.”
“I’ll say. Well, folks, there you have it. Another successful bouquet toss.”
“Which means that lucky lady and some other gentlemen are heading into the next round. And that’s where the real competition begins.”
“Heh, you said it, Bob!”