Frank Ferrara, you ate two hotdogs at halftime of a game once. I hate you.
Matt Bryant, ya little moron. Please unwrinkle your jersey so it doesn't look like you're number 0. Who do you think you are? Eric Montross?
Hmmmmm... Nick Greisen, I don't even know what to say about you.
Jeff Brown: Hey son, long time no see.
Tony: Yeah, i know. You seen my icepack anywhere?
Eddie, don't forget your boots for the big game, honey!
In the Giants Stadium bathroom:
"Hey, that's a nice pleather jacket you got there, asshole!"
Cool friends, Eddie. Were they at your Bar Mitzfah too?
HORN IS A PORNSTAR!!!
Tom, is your brand new cell phone voice activated with handsfree dialing?
Lars: I am a fuckin' warrior!
Random Gay Dad: Can you please curb the language?
Hey Keith, cool jacket, homie.
Why fumble around for your communication devices?
"That's why you don't drag your feet in the water!"
I. Allen for President!!!
Frankie Chin, welcome to our Thanksgiving. Oh, and Happy Chinese New Year.
Sam and the Oregonians partake in an emotional and exciting game of playing-card baseball!
Where did that old bastard hide the PlayStation2?
What the two little jews used to do for fun
One of the rare times the three of us get to hang out. Immediately after this picture was taken Ryan hurried back to his command post, guarding the house.
Thanks to the pure power of 115 horses, the young Sharpie accelerates away with ease and land will soon be nothing more than a speck in the distance.
Wait... the lake is only 100 yards wide. We'd better slow down!
A young David Sohn has aspirations of something other than a tip on his Mercury Mistique as he sneaks a peak up Aunt Nan's skirt.
"What's the matter with you? You got tampons stuck in your ears?"
Good one Dad.
"You know I really love you guys, I'm just being honest."
Thanks again Nancy for washing those dishes we left in the sink. And you're right, that was fucking bullshit.
Saco, Maine: the site of many fun-filled, high-class amusement park experiences... Way to go, Brisk family.
Jersey
"David, my lobster is very small."
"Monica, you are lucky I even let you sleep inside the house. Now shut up and stop complaining."
What a shitty boat. But imagine would life would be like without a 8-horsepower boat like this one. Thank goodness for the skiff.
We remain the only family in the world who owns a bumper pool table.
Our lovely waitress in the denim dress from Chutes.
Tom, I bet you can't fit TWO pieces in your mouth at the same time!
Remember that night Tom got so drunk that he duct taped himself to his bed in Maine?
He also had a one-night stand with Bert that same night.
If you look through the little clearing, you may be able to see our beach house. Environmental regulations say you can't keep your beach sandy anymore.
Ewwwwwww. This stuff tastes like poison.
Christina and her fiance rented a kayak and had it delivered from up the block. They are both very fat.
This is the only boat on the lake older than the Sharpie. At least I'm pretty sure it's older than the Sharpie.
Tom, since you haven't done a god damn thing so far to help erect the basketball hoop, take the wheelbarrow, dump it in the woods, and rinse it out. Now.
