Boy, I can just picture a traditional gay polish wedding. Polka till dawn... steaming bowls of kielbasa, kraut and potatos, without the kraut and potatos... tossing the boquet to all the young unmarried gay male hopefulls... pinning dollars on the bride's suit jacket during the dollar dance... drunken gay fistfights outside the rented Knights of Columbus Hall ... removing the garter from the bride's hairy leg... banging knives and forks on the table untill to newlyweds tongue kiss - over and over... drunken homosexual testimonial toasts given at the microphone ... the teary eyed father giving away his son's hand in marraige to a leather bull butch ....