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• Good Times on Wedding Day

  Tuesday, Oct 30, 2007 6:35AM / Standard Entry / Members only
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  This past Saturday one of my boys Dan got married to his girl Jessica...it was a bittersweet day. Why you ask? Well I'm happy for my boy of course, but we all know as well as you do that after your married its GAME OVER....just look at Dan in the pic below he knows it too.
  
  
  
  Actually it was an awesome wedding one of the best I've been to...and really thats just Dan recovering from the reception and yes that is a garbage bag he is using for a bib.
  
  Anyways I know your all waiting to see the wedding photos especially Phil, since you couldn't be back for the wedding so here you go.
  
  
  
  Let me tell you from first hand the wedding was nice, but the reception now that was good times had by all. For those of you that were there got to see me in rare form. our table was fitted with 2 bottles of Patron, 2 bottles of Grey Goose and a handle of Captain Morgan. Well we happened to finish a bottle of Patron before the reception even started at 6pm. The rest of the night seemed to be a bit of a blur, which means I'm sure I made a complete ass out of myself in front of the groom and bride's parents. And wouldn't you know it my bridesmaid counterpart happened to catch the bouquet and somehow I ended up with the garter.
  
   
  
  Everyone thought it would be a good time to blind fold the drunk guy and make him put the garter on her leg...yeah good times if your not stumbling drunk and starting to get the spins...thanks guys I'm sure that video will surface somewhere. Any who I muster up enough focus to put the garter on her leg for it only to be Dan's semi-hairy Asian leg...damn fooled again.
  
  Don't remember too much after that besides walking the streets of Chinatown myself until I found a cab and passed out in it until I arrived at Zella's Bar in Chicago for round two of Halloween partying hooray for bouncers actually letting me into another bar and hooray for bartenders that looked at me and said "yes this guy really does need another drink". Needless to say my head felt like I was getting continuously spin kicked in the head by Jean Claude Van Damme (think Bloodsport Van Damme vs Chong Li in the final fight) until about 5pm.