Then he switched his guitar for a bass and Seth took over on vocals. These guys all play in a wedding band together and Dave thought it would be fun to play HIS OWN WEDDING! YES!
The gang getting ready to chow down. (PS - Already at this early point in the night, Chef, who you can barely see peeking out behind Colin, was so wasted that he kept screaming at the restaurant and almost had us thrown out).
I don't think there's a caption that I can write here that won't be me in trouble - so intead I'm just going to use it to compliment Seth on his awesome Trogdor sweatshirt. Hot news, dude.
....a night out on the town! Seth being a pimped-ass high roller, he called in to have a limo chaffeur our asses around all night. Nothing says class like a white-stretch with neon underrunners, baby.
In Montreal, we met up with the three other guys (who drove in from Boston). Seth (the guy next to me), Chef (not pictured because he's being blocked by Fatty's head) and the uber-scary (and therefore edited out of most of the pictures) Ethan (gee, can you figure out which guy is the sociopath in the pic...c'mon, look carefully.).
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