Best mostly due to the "several gay people" and "witchy aunt."

have zero filter and know all the tea

If someone get introduced that way i would've totally ask if they just drink all the tea leaves.

I grew up Southern Baptist. A friend of mine got married to a marginally Catholic dude and the seating arrangement was that the Baptist-affiliated people were on one side of the room and the non-Baptist types on the other. There was a bar(wine and beer) and for those who don’t know, Southern Baptists have a pretty strong anti-alcohol stance.

My friend, the bride, sat me and my then-girlfriend with THE church lady. I grew up with this woman and she was the type to moralize and talk shit about everyone. So I’m like “I need a drink” and get up and cross the room to grab a beer for me and my girlfriend. I’m like the only person from the Baptist side to do this.

I sit back down and proceed to squeeze a lime into my Corona beer. Church lady pulls a full Sheila Broflowski “what what WHAT?!?” on me. “What is that?!” she asks with eyes super wide.

“This,” I say without looking at her as I squeeze my lime, “is a Corona with lime.”

Her draw is fully agape.

“Calm down, Debbie,” one of the cool-aunt types from my old church says, “he’s 21 and a beer is no big deal.”

The Sinners' Table is a fantastic name for it. I've heard it called it the Maybes or, less charitably, the Leftovers but this is way more accurate.

The best weddings are all "sinners", with maybe a table of normies huddled against the awesomeness.

Reminds me of the wedding scene during the credits to The Birdcage where each side of the aisle is seated likewise.

Is this really a thing, or just fun material for a fictional comedy story?

Otherwise why would a bride & groom invite people they don't like?

But if they DO like these people, why marginalize them?

I write to you all from the parents table.

It began lame as hell. I was a single man with a married brother who had a young child. I was clearly there to keep them company.

Later, there I was with my own child. At a table of people I didn’t know with children. Next to the goddamn speaker.

Then, I’m happy to report, I was at one of my favorite cousins weddings. I was there with her oldest brother and his child my kids age. And a bunch of other people with kids that age. And it was awesome. Finally.

I submit the best table at a wedding is one that you really fit in with. Whatever commonality that may be.

I, my sister and 2 of my other cousins were much younger than all of my other cousins who were all about the same age. When my older cousins all started getting married my younger cousins and I would all get stuck at the kids table with a random friend or two of the married couple, the MC, the wedding DJ and the photographer.

Thankfully I don’t get invited to weddings.