Looking forward to a quiet, understated celebration. Yet another disappointment from the kids to come.
The dessert table. Most people got a peek at it on the way to the keg.
The Dukes showing everybody up right from the start.
"These are Anna's friends??"
D. Vader guards the Death Star's cache of champagne.
Really, the stain is hardly noticeable.
Narcoleptic joy.
Stuck talking to Autrey? Yep, time to start double-fistin' drinks.
...and here we go...
On the main stage, give it up for Shasta!
"It's something called 'The Lawnmower.' I learned it watching the guys from my lawn service."
"And this is 'The Sprinkler.' But the one that's set up to water my hydrangeas, not the timer-scheduled ones that water my marigolds, roses, orchids, pansies or tulips."
The only thing missing is Billy Ray Cyrus.
This year's Christmas Card pic.
Not surprisingly, I've got 38 ZAPs at home that look exactly like this.
She's not really mad, she's just saying "hello." I'm kidding. She's pissed.
He learned it from Henry.
Busting out "The Robot." And Jazz Hands. Robot Jazz Hands.
"Hi! I'm Kristin! I'm an Alpha Gam! Don't you love swaps?"
Totally sober.
Wascawy Wabbit.
No sweetheart, they're not strippers. They're actual cops.
