I had quite the fun time at my wedding reception with the JW family so worried that my non-JW aunt was going to do a toast. Unlike them, I do have regard for not offending the conscience of others, so of course I wasn't going to allow that under the circumstances. I mean, if they really thought I was going to let them do that, why did they even come in the first place? They probably already knew I was a fornicator and hadn't turned myself in. Silly suckers. The white dress (so the wicked spirits wouldn't go after my wife) and the pagan wedding rings were okay, but the toasting in a gesture of honor to humans, not gods, was not okay. As Slappy the Squirrel would say, "Now that's comedy."
Anyway, now I like to raise my glass, bottle or what have you and for no reason other than that it was forbidden, to make a toast. Usually, since I'm by myself from time to time, I like to make a real jest of it and say, "To all the false gods that ever were!" It's just so much fun.
How about you? Ever have fun with that kind of thing?
--sd-7