TheMalcolmConnection
05-24-2007, 02:25 PM
I'm finally back with some sense of normalcy at work. I've been on randomly during the cruise paying .75 cents a minute to look at Skins info, so I haven't been able to post a lot without paying out the ass for it. I'm back and for anyone who cares, here are some photos from the wedding and honeymoon:
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/1.JPG
My blushing bride t-minus five minutes to getting destroyed the night before the night before the wedding (the last night I could see her).
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/2.JPG
My buddy that night hanging out with my wife's sister's friend who totally wanted to bang him.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/4.JPG
The girls ten seconds prior to this crazy shop owner coming out and screaming at them for taking pictures with Captain Morgan. I have a thought: Don't put out a statue of Captain Morgan in Key West and not expect people to take pictures with it.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/6.JPG
The next night bachelor partying. I don't know these girls. I just know that I was about ten beers into the night.
It was around 9:30 PM.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/7.JPG
Spotted the bride out that night at Sloppy Joe's. As you can see, people were stuffing dollar bills in her dress.
Oh well, at least she was making me some money.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/9.JPG
This is of a lot of the older wives who partied longer than Nicole's friends did that night. They all range thirty and older and are the heaviest drinkers I've ever met.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/10.JPG
Me with the gayest look I've ever had on my face. Ever.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/11.JPG
End of bachelor party night. That picture was taken of the last friend still awake with me at 3:30. He left, I stayed at the bar by myself until it closed and had a transsexual follow me at least five or six blocks until I had to shove it aside.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/13.JPG
Formal night. A guy that talked like Borat took our picture and I think his wife wanted to swing with us. She looked at us like a tasty Russian dessert.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/1.JPG
My blushing bride t-minus five minutes to getting destroyed the night before the night before the wedding (the last night I could see her).
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/2.JPG
My buddy that night hanging out with my wife's sister's friend who totally wanted to bang him.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/4.JPG
The girls ten seconds prior to this crazy shop owner coming out and screaming at them for taking pictures with Captain Morgan. I have a thought: Don't put out a statue of Captain Morgan in Key West and not expect people to take pictures with it.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/6.JPG
The next night bachelor partying. I don't know these girls. I just know that I was about ten beers into the night.
It was around 9:30 PM.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/7.JPG
Spotted the bride out that night at Sloppy Joe's. As you can see, people were stuffing dollar bills in her dress.
Oh well, at least she was making me some money.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/9.JPG
This is of a lot of the older wives who partied longer than Nicole's friends did that night. They all range thirty and older and are the heaviest drinkers I've ever met.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/10.JPG
Me with the gayest look I've ever had on my face. Ever.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/11.JPG
End of bachelor party night. That picture was taken of the last friend still awake with me at 3:30. He left, I stayed at the bar by myself until it closed and had a transsexual follow me at least five or six blocks until I had to shove it aside.
http://home.wlu.edu/%7Ebehartless/13.JPG
Formal night. A guy that talked like Borat took our picture and I think his wife wanted to swing with us. She looked at us like a tasty Russian dessert.