Believe it or not, I remained sober throughout. WTF??
I was the designated Captain of the pontoon boat, seeing how I was the only one who could drive it...so I had to maintain decorum and keep my wits about me. What few I have left...
It was a lot of fun....
Here comes the bride with her first drink in hand:
Everybody needs to suck on something:
The Bachelorette Barge (yeah, we realized the flag was backwards right about the time this picture was taken):
One bride after 4 shots of tequila, with her peeps (what's with Nancy copping a feel there??)
Later in the evening, the neighbor boys came over to toast the bride with shots of Tuaca. No idea what Tuaca is, but it tasted pretty damn good!
Anyone up for a game?
I know she doesn't wear thongs normally, clearly we are going to have to explain the concept of them going *under* her shorts, not over.
Every marriage needs handcuffs and body paint. I'm just sayin.
Happy last single weekend, sweetie. This time next week, you'll be on your way to Aruba and I'll be singing "Another One Bites the Dust". Love you!