I am in possession of the bouquet.
I did not so much catch the bouquet as I was thrust at the bouquet.
We all lined up, and jockeyed for positions in the back.
Chelsea threw it.
It landed five feet in front of us.
No one moved.
Someone shoved me forward...
...and so I picked it up.
Alas.
But now I have a pretty memento of the wedding!
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