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The chicken dance, led by Uncle Bradley, who took off his jacket for this because he means business. He has led the chicken dance at every Adrian wedding since 1972. I'm next to him holding my skirt up so I wouldn't step on it. By the end of the song I had popped two of the buttons in the back, and Susan sewed me back in with a needle and thread from her purse. That is a matron of honor.
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