Originally Posted by Bounder
Holy Mother of Freaking God.
You are invited to a wedding where, not only are you allowed to wear a proper DJ rather than some Men's Wearhouse monstrosity, the groom is actually going to buy a proper peak-lapel DJ for you. Your panties are in a knot because the bride has asked -- no doubt picturing Men's Wearhouse monstrosities -- that the DJ be black.
Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you? Have you read...