Marc

Dudes. Went to the wedding of JB and JB this weekend. Now they're just known as J&JB. Weird, huh?

Here are some photos:


Scoot and I had to pass out programs. Some dude got in the way. Poseur.


They passed out little tiny bottles of the bubbly stuff. I was sauced.


Everyone was wearing suits. We all felt like men. Real men.


If Dudes every does an album, this is going to be the cover. JB is the dude in the middle. We just call him Jimmy.


My woman tried to take romantic pictures of the ceremonial last dance. This is just one of many that didn't turn out as well as she hoped.

That's it. Later, losers.