Foot Smokin'
This is a photograph that came in last week which took place in the wee hours of the wedding bash when the die-hards were still gathered around the bonfire. I had heard rumors about this moment, but this is the photo proof positive that the Rev, in lieu of having his feet anointed with oil post nuptials (as Jeebus would have), instead smoked a cig from the foot of the only female groomsman on the altar. Selah!
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Can you say "Party-Times"?!?!?
And then things got WEIRD
they already were weird.... yes?
weird yes, but WEIRD?
Almost creepy kinda weird.
Lovely feet though.
Quite dangerous as well. If there were a mishap and the Rev dragged that cig right between the tootsies, Oh my.
We kept that fire going 'till well after sunup.
And whomever hid the keys to the golf carts: well done. I'm not sure where we would have ended up....though I have a couple of notions...
Luck
Do you have monkey toes, TC?
Hey Scott. How's the weather in Mpls?
Actually, we had to beat back scavengers who were attempting to steal other peoples' food.....It could have been me in the fire, because I don't remember anyone else being in there.
Scott, I'm not sure I thanked you nearly enough for your excellent late night cheffatude.
THANK YOU, SIR!
Can't imagine the shape I would have been in without that wurst!
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