Sister Attacks Bride At Wedding
By Wyatt Earp | January 31, 2009
Gidda-gidda-catfight!
HEBRON, Ind. — Police say a northern Indiana woman who wasn’t invited to her sister’s wedding reception showed up anyway and attacked the bride, pulling out clumps of her hair.
Twenty-three-year-old Annmarie Bricker of Valparaiso faces a misdemeanor battery charge for last Friday’s attack outside a Porter County home.
The Porter County Sheriff’s Department says a friend was hosting a reception for Nicholas Landry and Lori Kappes — Bricker’s sister — when Bricker attacked Kappes on the front porch.
Police say that after the attack, Kappes had smeared makeup and clumps of hair missing from her head but sought no medical treatment. (H/T – FOXNews)
Wow, that’s so hot.
Ya know, most weddings are boring affairs that drain the life out of you. Lousy music, worse food, and stupid toasts all finished off with The Chicken Dance. Personally, every wedding should have a catfight . . . preferably in hot oil.
I’m just sayin’.
Topics: Coolness! | 8 Comments »
January 31st, 2009 at 12:17 pm
/snicker I’ve SEEN some real fights at weddings between the women. Seems like ALL the hormones act up in all of them at the same time…
January 31st, 2009 at 2:06 pm
That sounds a bit like my sisters wedding.
January 31st, 2009 at 4:54 pm
Dammit, Wyatt, you know that’s a picture from my wedding…
January 31st, 2009 at 5:34 pm
And it should be manditory for hot strippers dressed in school girl outfitts to be at all weddings so the guys have something to do after the wedding
January 31st, 2009 at 5:40 pm
Guess all the rednecks ain’t in the South.
January 31st, 2009 at 9:17 pm
So I am thinking that is a good hint as to WHY the sister wasn’t invited?!
February 1st, 2009 at 7:51 am
Hoosiers know how to party.
February 2nd, 2009 at 1:57 am
Old NFO – Everyone wants to be the bride. Except the bride. Ha!
Sully – I don’t even want to ask!
GroovyVic – Wow, that’s hot!
James – Now that’s thinking outside the box!
Diller – “I’ll tell you what . . . ”
Deanna – Bingo!
Admiral – When they’re not sticking their tongues onto frozen poles.