Guys weekend at the beach is about to begin.
Having arrived at OC, Rob quickly turned off his brain in favor of the slack-jaw look.
Guinness, Yuenling, Captain’s, Crown, Fosters, Whisky…..hey, who said he was going to bring food?
Brian decides to play some playstation….
While Rob and Ryan get to the drinking.
We brought plenty of water to help with the hangovers.
The midget stripper took our picture, while we bent down to her height.
After establishing a good drunkin’ base, it’s time to hit the streets.
After walking only a few blocks in the cold, we decided it would be best if we took a cab for the rest of the weekend.
The Purple Moose was our first stop. The cover band Slip was playing….and they sucked.
So we left there and walked around on the boards a little.
Rob found a place for a Kodak moment….
So Ryan thought he’d join in the fun.
Ryan smiled for the camera, but I was 2 seconds too late to catch what would’ve been a REALLY funny picture.
We headed back for the night, and got some rest for tomorrow’s all day drink-fest.
The next morning, and Rob is showing me the burn hole in his pull-over, although it’s the shadow that makes this picture funny.
We got up and went out for breakfast and a few other things. Rob is looking for the right hat to keep him warm in the cold.
A little after 2pm, and we’re well on our way.
We continued drinking and eating into the night.
We also had a few jam sessions.
Ryan spun the records…lots of jazz and blues.
And I took the pictures of it all.
Our first bar of the second night, Seacrets.
The secret was to go somewhere else, so we went to Pickles.
He’s actually not that tall, I bent down a little to be funny.
What is going on over there…..
Some psycho chic is harassing Ryan while he’s trying to get a drink.
This chic was C-R-A-Z-Y talking about how she had gunmen in the bar waiting to kill Ryan….
So we thought it best to leave.
For those of you not familiar with Ocean City….yes, this is the name of the bar.
While Rob, Ryan, and I drank, Brian played some bar games.
This sign was outside Ryan’s favorite bar.
On the way home, Brian decided to read the fine print on all the signs he saw.
No honey, we weren’t smoking while we were there.
The mess before we started cleaning up.
Last morning there, and we went to Secrets….again. This time for good food and…….
A good view.
I wish I had more pictures to show you, but we had to burn all the evidence on the way home, oh well.