Super Sloppy Wedding Extravaganza

The big day has come and gone, and what a great time it was. Thanks to the digital revolution, memories that should have been washed away by gin like the sands of some gin filled beach live on forever. Here is a brief recap of the event. Congratulations to Rusty and Jen. Especially Jen, because she's now a Petes sister-in-law.

Before the ceremony, we enjoyed our time in church (no, it's true!) by playing kickball, Win Lose or Draw, and putting on a great play starring Brett as Baby Jesus, Brad as Beuwulf, and me as Zeus.



Here's Brad making love to the camera, showing us why he's been voted Favorite Pete for nine years running. Scott and Rachel wholeheartedly agree.



Here I am with my pardner Kristy. This is a good baseline, as it's the last time you'll see me anywhere near Soberville, which I'm told is just east of Deerfield. Yes, I sold my neck for drug money.



Rusty's brother and best man Reggie, who ironically is white but still named Reggie, sampling a beer. He seemed to like it. Keith was watching Victory Garden, because he could.



Judy's dad, who we all love very much because he paid for the bar to be open extremely late.



Braddad is not only Lord of the Dance, but also the patron saint of getting down.



Sasquatch and I have known eachother for over 20 years, but that doesn't make it any less gay, or any more wrong.



We'll never know whether I said "Boko, that is one sharp tie!" or "Boko, that is one short tie!" Chances are it was neither.



Braddad is only missing the all day sucker to finish off the Little Stinker look he's got going here. Regardless, the ladies couldn't get enough Braddad.



This is not the first time one of us has been molested by Bill.



Hang on Sloopy, and hang on crazy drunk guy next to me. Whoever he is, he's now an honorary Pete. It may have been one of us visiting from the future. Like... 10 years in the future.



Braddad once again showing his stuff. If, God forbid, there's a Blues Brothers 3, we have our Joliet Jake.



Brett and I may or may not have gotten engaged right after this was taken. Either way, the baby is due in November.



Everyone has a little Cap'n in them. And a lot of beer, some gin...



There is really no caption I can add to make this any funnier. Three cheers for Braddad.



This isn't trick photography, that's actually me in the middle there. I'm as confused as you, but I bet is has something to do with those Zach Braff good looks of mine.



I don't know the official scores of the last Meet the Petes, but Brett was indeed the first to pass out.

All in all it was an awesome time, I think I speak for everyone when I agree with Theo...
this party was:


More to come...