Here are a few selected pictures from the fabled excursion to Charleston. DISCLAIMER: Being that we are men, we don't take good pictures. Don't hate.
Not bad for 7:30ish AM.
Is he pondering Occam's Razor or is he thinking about eating the poor unsuspecting gnomes?
2/3 of the men being half naked isn't bad.
(Note Saint's enormous biceps)
She was a decoy that Masonic Jeremy sent to try and trap me. It didn't work.
This is my doppelgänger; I see him out of the corner of my eye sometimes.
He looks like me but with bigger jowls.
There were a few more pictures; Blogger wouldn't let me load more than 5. Sorry.
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