The TPC becomes a man

My best friend, the infamous TPC, got married last night.

It was awesome.

Some highlights from the filthy jew-fest:

Propeller Nami snapped off the helicopter:

Gets funnier every time.

DZ rides the Horse with no hands, muzzle:

I was pretty sure DZ was going to die.

Only for the TPC would the big guy don a Wrigley jersey (although I've got tons of vendor pride). Note - I'm not the dirty mexican on the left...

Grow a goddamn mustache already...

The Mouth does a pretty good Billy Joel:

Pex (aka The Mouth) after a few too many Goose Islands...

On a sidenote, we were honestly REALLY FUCKING CLOSE to renting an actual goat to show up at the wedding. It would have been insane. Instead, we got a Horse, which is never a let down.

Haaaaaaas! (Yes, he was an actual cheerleader)

So, here's to you TPC.

Happy wedding, enjoy the remaining doldrums of married life.

Twitter my balls.

-KEG

UPDATE:

This is funny.