Jogger's wedding reception on Saturday night was a big old hoot and featured a photo booth... with some props. Oh, and Raspberry Stoli... which I drank in abundance with soda and a cherry and kept 'em coming. Here is the highlight reel:
The lovely Ladette and me... In retrospect I can't believe she put those sunglasses in her mouth dude. Hindsight is always more disgusting.
MDH sporting a teeny-tiny purple pimp hat and busting out what I can only assume are Portuguese gang symbols.
I hope you all had as good of a weekend as we did, although I'm kinda still recovering.
