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And let's crack on with today's first story. Much love guys. Now today's first story comes from Investigator OK-7152.

And it says, am I the asshole?

For not telling my best friend the real reason.

I'm not at his wedding.

I-29 male was supposed to be a groomsman for my best friend, 30 male, as we've been tight since we

were kids. This weekend he's marrying his fiance, 28 female, who I've known since they

were dating long distance in high school. At his bachelor party last weekend, we started off at my place

and transitioned to bar hopping and by the end my best friend was drunk and the guys all of our

mutual friends and some of his cousins were egged him on to do a last kiss before marriage dare

for extra info i'm not a fan of that custom at bachelors or bacheloretts because it honestly

makes it look like you're being held hostage to marry the love of your

life. Plus, it's just disrespectful to your partner. But that's just an opinion I have and to each

their own. But I knew my best friend shared it too. Still, I figured my best friend wouldn't do it

because I know he loves his fiancé very much. To my literal shock and horror, he turned around, grabbed, and kissed me.

Not even a dumb peck, like he actually dipped me and held it for a few seconds until everyone

was laughing obnoxiously.

I didn't kiss back, I just froze and laughed it off when it finished.

Later, I realized I wasn't having much fun anymore

and bailed early, taking some of our drunker friends home with me. The next day, his fiance

first texted me on Insta, then on WhatsApp asking to talk, and then called me. She wasn't

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