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Ah, Lucas has his beer back. | |
Caryn and Leah, right in from LA. | |
Okay, we're in the car! | |
Hi, I'm Caryn with a C and a Y. Awww. | |
Ryan, the Vealchair, and I | |
Me with the Lucas and the Chris. The other one. Or am I? | |
Erin and Wil are totally married. | |
Wasn't always called that street. | |
Cut the cake! | |
They've opened the floor... | |
You see, Don's a really reflective guy, and he used to be a Catholic. Um. | |
Christine and Don. Not like I was focusing on Don anyway... | |
I sold these shoes on ebay. | |
The field: Gord, Ryan, Andrea, Joy, Sam, Rachel, Steven, Gord's Dad and Mom | |
Gord and the Lucas. | |
Here comes Wil! | |
Tommy makes some mean gumbo! | |
Got the hair. | |
Mike is the Best Man. | |
Mike delivers the texas-sized toast. | |
Ready! | |
Sayre, Ryan? | |
Shake it! | |
"Let's blow this joint." | |
Work is never done. | |
Rachel, Erin, and Sam. Awww. | |
We three men. | |
Heave! | |
On 26th Avenue, towards Clinton. | |
Okay, where are they? | |
What the where? | |
Hi, my name is Wil and I'll be getting married today... | |
Wil in the rearview. | |
Woodward, the street Jamie lives on. |
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