why weddings are occasionally fucking awesome.
don't worry, these hapless guys gave me permission to post this. (muahahahah!)
in case you guys missed some of the details:
these guys grabbed like ten bottles of wine,
and the two-foot high candlesticks/flowers,
and the birdcage (theme of wedding: lovebirds),
and got the fuck down in my booth.
these guys cracked me up all night.
they eventually mooned the camera, but i'm preserving you guys, and them, from having their naked asses on my blog.
you're totally welcome.