Like Joey Tribbiani before me, I have become an internet minister. Like my turn as a Bollywood star, it’s preparation for an upcoming episode of my show, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun with it until then.

I officiated dozens of weddings on Friday, upon unsuspecting coworkers. While they were busy on calls, I would would begin……
Reverend Ryan: “KeyadoyoutakeVivektobeyourlawfulweddedhusband?”
Keya: (no idea what I said) Huh? Yeah, sure.
Reverend Ryan: “VivekdoyoutakeKeyatobeyourlawfulweddedwife?”
Vivek: (speaking to customer on the phone) Yes.
Reverend Ryan: I now pronounce you husband and wife.
Keya: (finishes call) Sorry, I was on a call. What were you asking?

Eventually, when everyone figured it out, girls started approaching me to help marry them to unsuspecting guys. If I wanted to be really evil, I could go to the courthouse and pick up a stack of forms to make it official. Those folks get so many documents and forms to sign, they’ll sign whatever you shove in front of them without looking at it assuming it’s a CSAT report.

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