By the end of the week, the intertubes is going to be so tired of wedding pictures.
Sterno, Benny, Roommate Steve, Shoo, TheEd
Benny was the life of the party. He feared nothing. He talked to everyone. I think he even made some money off the dollar dance.
Christy, Jen
I had never met Christy before the wedding. At the rehearsal dinner I offered to buy her two beers, she immediately proclaimed that she gave her approval of me and I could marry GTG. She drives a hard bargain.
Just a bunch of fudge packers.
A 130 pieces of individually wrapped fudge did not make it out to the wedding till it was too late. Sterno did not want to pack the fudge.
Dad & Mom
My mom was upset that there wasn’t a Mother-Groom dance. I made it up to her by dancing with her to Soulja Boy’s Superman song. She had no idea what she was doing.
Whatever your mom was doing on the dance floor, it sure got your dad’s attention when Steve joined in.
Fudge packing looks fun. MORE PHOTOS!
* I will race you any day Scheufele. Strap on your rollerblades. *
Get your ten speed Gladish.
Betsy, Anytime you want to put up embarrassing pictures of Shoo, let me know. They gave Jen and me a laugh.
“A 130 pieces of individually wrapped fudge did not make it out to the wedding till it was too late. Sterno did not want to pack the fudge.”
I just laughed so loudly that three people shushed me.
+5 for Soulja Boy at the wedding. We bumped Kanye West for my mother-groom dance.
sterno, if you have leftover fudge, email me and I will give you my address.
That S- was gooooooooooooooood!
Mrs. Shoo, I have plenty more where that came from. All I need from you is written consent to post said photos at any time at my leisure.
Betsy, are you speaking in euphemisms again?
You’re making me blush…
but I was talking about the chocolate.