|It was hardly brain surgery, but the newlyweds treated it as a strategic operation. For that matter, the honeymoon wasn't rocket science, but.... Well, you get the idea.|
|Erinn wins this round of Make a Funny Face...|
|...but Devin comes from behind and surprises everyone for the win!|
|Cindy went to great lengths to get away from me and my suggestions we sneak away to a dark corner and make out. "Come on! It's a wedding," I kept saying, but she wasn't buying it.|
|Throwing a garter belt is one thing, but
marriages are made from looks across the room just like this one*.
*That's Devin's bro. Yeah, they do look a lot alike.
|HIM: Take off the pants.
HER: Uh, that's a cake knife. You're going to have to do better than that.
|I asked Cindy why she and the other photographer
there wore black.
HER: It's so we'll be less conspicuous.
ME: You mean while you're standing on chairs holding a huge chunk of metal, plastic, and glass flashing over your head?
HER: Uh... yeah.
|Watchin' the dames, havin' a Bud. You?|
|It's only a matter of time before there's finger-pointing when you mix family and alcohol.|
|Yeah, I'd say he was well-fed as a baby.|
|Someone get a paramedic!|
|Cue the Bionic Man sound effect.|
|Hey, they're right. The roof is on fire!|
|Let's take a moment to check out Dani's
dance moves while all this is going on. Yep, still tearing it up.
Now back to the funk, already in progress.
|Proving to the world that they could indeed shake, shake, shake their booties.|
|No, Junior, don't look. I'll explain it all when you're older.|
|La vie Boheme!
La vie Boheme!*Rent reference. Never mind.La vie Boheme!*
|Yeah, more like reserved for people who weren't willing to dance till they dropped.|
|Continue to Part III|