Maybe she wasn’t attractive. Maybe he was nervous. Maybe, just maybe, his brother spiked his orange juice.

Whatever the cause, some schmuck in an Indian village lost his bride-to-be to his brother, all on account of his staggering drunkenness.

“The groom was drunk and had reportedly misbehaved with guests when the bride’s family and local villagers chased him away,” said one local official. It was obviously an arranged marriage, so the groom’s brother volunteered to take his place. I do’s were exchanged, kisses were planted, and the deal was sealed.

This from the same moral police that flipped at Richard Gere for his illicit act, a story so laughable that I’ve been forced to sort of defend Richard Gere. Seems like a conflict to me.

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