So, where are all of the outakes from the wedding? All of the drunk party pics?

Why, here, of course! In their uncensored, un-Photoshopped glory!

Event #1: Cocktail Hour

What a cute couple!

Wait, something’s different about this one….

OK, this is getting out of hand! We’re not in Arkansas, boys!

What’s a wedding party without inappropriate sibiling chest grabbing?

And then the drunk sibilings thought their significant others (and Alan, Steve’s brother) felt left out. Poor us. Wait, they have an idea! Let’s take a picture where we all hop on each other’s backs! It will be so awesome! Or not. I’m going with not.

Then it’s time to go home and eat some chicken salad with a ladle. Because that’s how we roll.

Event #2: The Wedding

“I want chicken salad! I want a ladle! I want to dominate the world! Damn the man, save the Empire!”

Event #3: Baby is with the Grandparents, So Let’s Break it Down!

“Eeevery rose has it’s thorn. Just like eeevery night, has it’s daaaa-aaawn. Just like eeevery cowboy, sings a sad sad song. Eeevery rose, has it’s thooorrn.”

Trent busts a move, and almost busts his ass.

They’re break-dance fighting. Practicing to be future contestants on “So You Think You Can Dance.”

It’s, like, 11 o’clock! Party animals! Now, where is my bed?

A rousing rendition of “I Think We’re Alone Now” by Tiffany.

“I think we’re alone now, there doesn’t seem to be anyone ah-rou-ound.”

Drunk enough to take a photo together, not so drunk that we both can’t look just a little awkward about it.

At the Scott Peters Center For Children Who Can’t Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too, we teach you that there’s more to life than being really, really good looking.

Thanks to Erin for all of the great shots!