Jamie prepares some tasty adult beverages for himself.
Hail Hail the gang's all here!
Rob prepares some tasty adult beverages for himself and his lovely wife, Efi.
Gaze upon me deeply...hey. Not her, ME. DOWN HERE.
Please to pay attention to me. Look deeply into my eyes. I will be the star of the show. I will whammy you with my powers of cuteness. Please to give me sausage. Resistance is futile.
AHH, SO THIS is why everything smells like camp fire.
It's ok honey, we'll have that head put back on your shoulders in no time.
Joe and his lovely bride Angela enjoy the camp fire.
Yea, i dunno about that jamie guy, he seems to be doing a lot of gesturing at that hand over there...
This is what the inside of our tent looks like.
Campsite in the daylight
The coffee bar.
Breakfast in the making.
We got more chairs than you do over at yer camp, pal.
Chill factor begins. Set phasers on stun.
The interwebs is everywhere.
Hey, it's me again, the dog, no one is paying attention to me..hellO??
It's all about the corns.
OMG they rented a pontoon boat.
Avast, ye. Campers.
I am The Budster. I am the star of the show. I told you.
Who's yer buddy?
Eees Vampire Vrshek, on zee boat, in zee daylaht, he vill bite zee neck of zee unsuspecting camper.
I AM BUDDY, I AM THE STAR. WHY DO YOU INSIST ON TAKING PICTURES OF ANYTHING ELSE?? AND PLEASE, ABOUT THAT SAUSAGE IDEA I TRIED TO PLANT IN YOUR BRAIN...yes, you want to feed me...
ahhh MUCH BETTER. i am the cute one, pay no attention to that thing with the hair who's lap i am so cute upon.
Cousins, hanging with the chicks.
Older women love me.
Yea, i'll allow the photo, but Buddy has to be in it.
Here's capn' joe and
he's got his guns in tow
on the pontoon..
Yea, i have my peeps watchin' my back.
Everyone loves fishie crackers.
Drives the boat whenever he can
Can he drive? No he can't, why because
he's not old enough.
Watch out, here comes the Tyler man.
Ok kid, lesson number one, keep the eye balls on the water.
I am Buddy and these are the kind folks whom i have allowed to own me.
They will give me sausage when i get back on shore. They have no option. All their base are belong to me.
Returning to shore after being out on the water all day, the happy campers are nicely tanned.
Men and engines.
Jamie is very pleased to have his dead battery jumped.
Meat on sticks - a camper's best friend.
The gathering crowd in the gathering twilight.
Meat Fest, '08.
Justin toasts some buns.
I Am BudBudAReeno, and am communicating with the mother ship that my attempt at "Deep Sausage Hypnotism" is, how you say, not so working too well.
I am Log King, no one shall build fire without me.
I AM NOT MESSING AROUND, I AM THE GREAT BUDINSKY AND I DEMAND THAT YOU GIVE INTO MY POWERS OF THE WILL OF THE SAUSAGE STARE.
Yea, I've done the marshmellow roast, and now, it's chill time.
Breakfast of Champions. OH, what a good looking crowd except for that one chica with that strange plastic thing protruding from the side of her face.
OH LOOK, stephanie was there, too.
The Breakfast Club