Originally Posted by Dollystanford
don't you hate it when the person with the worst coffee breath sits next to you in a meeting and has to talk A LOT (this happened to me this morning
Poor Dolly, I feel your pain! When hubby and I got married, we were at the altar and the minister had horrid breath. After the ceremony we all went to the back room. Hubby and I didn't kiss and fawn over the beautiful ceremony, we laughed about how bad the minister's breath was.