“BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME DARLIN’, DARLIN’, YOU NEVER EVEN CALLED ME BY MY NAME”

Last Saturday was the rarest of occasions. All five of the Five Guys were brought together in one location by the wedding of Pauly’s sister. As we have all known Pauly’s Sis for basically the entirety oh her life, this was more than just some wedding, it was a momentous family affair. The event took place on a beautiful stretch of beach, the weather could not have been better, and, most importantly, it gave us occasion for all of our favorite activities tomfoolery, shenanigans, highjinks, and so on. There was drinking and joking and cigar smoking. Pauly actually performed the ceremony despite having no official religious capacity. As the evening wore on Frank did The Worm as he is wont to do, causing his wife to get mad, which she is wont to do. It seemed no one wanted the evening to end. As a final last song request the DJ, having no idea what he was in for, agreed to play a David Allen Coe classic. While The Host has owned this song in various karaoke joints across the Southeast, this time the other four of us joined in a formed a perfect chorus of drunken caterwauling. So loud, off key, and incredibly awesome was it, that the guys from the bar scene in Top Gun would have been offended. Impromptu lyric swaps and mild forms of “dancing” were incorporated. While the performance was officially directed at the Bride, it played to, everyone else at the wedding, the entire restaurant, and various passers by on the beach. Upon completion it was loudly applauded and we were told by many (the bride included) that it was the highlight of the evening. While everyone seemed to enjoy our non-sense, as Frank would later point out, it wasn’t really about them. It was just about us, and The Five Guys doing what we do best. Having GDTYMZ.