“We were taking annual dance recital photos at our dance studio. It was my sisters last dance recital, and my brother and I wanted to do something funny to embarrass her. We went to go change into our next costume, but instead, we came out dressed like this and danced around her. We call it “The Zephendales” (Our last name is Zeph). Our very own version of the Chippendales! This photo will forever hang in a large frame at our house.”
(submitted by Adam)
There’s still room to grow.
(submitted by Kevin)
“Our family gathered in Holland MI in 1985 at our parents house for a family photo . . . need I say more?”
(submitted by Susan)
Why are you still looking at this photo? You could be eating prawns.
(submitted by Simone in Australia)
“The place: Rural southern Illinois. The time: mid 1980s. The stylin’ dude sitting on the hood of the Nissan 280Z would be yours truly. Mullet: check. Shirtless: check. Red suspenders: check. Shades : check. Black suede Robin Hood bootie thingies: check. The hot gal sitting on the hood of the Mazda between me and the barn mailbox? Why, that would be my sister, of course. Lesson: Sometimes hillbilly stereotypes exist for a reason.”
(submitted by Scott)
The wedding was black eye optional.
(submitted by John)
The man who shoots the bouquet will be the next one to get divorced.
(submitted by Fred)
Get a room.
(submitted by Trip)
Dinner is served.
(submitted by Torrie)
We almost didn’t see him there.
(submitted by Renacho in El Salvador)