Peek-a-boo
Jeff with his eyes rolling into the back of his head
Work it
Jeff is bored already
The Captain, The Elf, The NOG
Jeff inspecting Mark's handiwork. Wakka wakka. And Scott wandering around in a drunken stupor.
Orange brains leaking out.
Surprisingly, we couldn't find a hat that fit Mike.
Don gettin low.
Looking up ... duh.
Hey Jobu
This is Jeff.
This is Scott.
This is Rob and Mike. These captions really blow.
Look to the left.
NOG and the keys. (Seriously, if someone wants to take over writing the captions, please contact us.)
Captain Trips
La la la
Scott leading
Ooh wee ooh, Scott looks just like Buddy Holly.
That's a pitcher of vodka, folks.
Make it talk, son.
B/W
Girls + hats.
Mark's subtle costume transformation begins.
drums
Sup horns
Crapshoot horns minus Don
We got saxaphone in the band.
Did you put that Jobu sticker there, lady?
Missy
SANTA!!!!
What did you bring me, Santa? Hopefully it's not syphilis, like you brought me last year.
The transformation is complete
Oooh me, Santa!
Santa's ass
hi there
awesome
Who had "crappy hat" on their list?
The crowd goes berserk.
blur
Scott, Mark, Matt
Mark has mastered drinking and playing the guitar at the same time
Hey ladies
rock face
Hi, we're obligated to be here :)
Bring it, Lisa.
mmmmm
yeeeee-ha!
It was all a blur ... wakka wakka.
jobu
Mark is a drunk
And it's good.
Roadhouse Blues
go Scott
Mark is a drunk.
Here we go, folks.
The greatest picture ever.
Ahhhh
Scott Carlson, ladies and germs
Sparky, SFD, Scott
take it, NOG
DYFAM?
people dancing = more gooder
The rock wave.
"You're drunk!" "Who me?"
Oooh panoramic.
"You're drunk!" "Who, me?"
Mark is awesome.
There's a ringing endorsement, folks.
mazeltov
Thanks for representin Jobu.
