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smoness: The very famous and wonderful, Rob Byrnes
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smoness: OMG, I met the Ricker!
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smoness: The Last Supper (ish)
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smoness: Me and the Lambert
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smoness: Me and Nathan FINALLY!
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smoness: The illusive Rhonsey captured outside of its natural habitat.
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smoness: Can you guess where we are right now?
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smoness: In the dark recesses of The Bourbon Pub
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smoness: We're not happy to be here... no... not at all...
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smoness: Digesting beignets by the water front
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smoness: I will neither confirm nor deny that we took this photo post rum punch consumption.
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smoness: Snapping a photo, of Rhonda snapping a photo of Jeffrey's bum.
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smoness: Trebor Healey gave us toys.
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smoness: I dare you to tell me that this man isn't stunning.
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smoness: I dare you to to tell me this isn't one of the nicest human beings you've ever met.
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smoness: I dare you to not smile around this woman.
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smoness: I dare you to not adore this guy.
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smoness: I dare you to spend five minutes with this dude, and not laugh your ass off.
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smoness: I dare you to not marry this man.
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smoness: I dare you to have a terrible time with this woman.
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smoness: I dare you to tell me that these aren't the sweetest faces you've ever seen.
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smoness: Officially? My two favorite Canadians.
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smoness: Let the sugar high commence!
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smoness: Seriously sexy beignet dates
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smoness: OMG, do you SEE the line to get inside Cafe Du Monde?
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smoness: Not only does 'Nathan look evil in this photo as he waits for Dan to breathe funny...
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smoness: Obligatory shot
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smoness: Oh, he worked SO HARD to eat like a dainty flower.
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smoness: This man could teach at the school of proper beignet consumption.
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smoness: We watched them as they spent about ten minutes getting every particle of powdered sugar off of everything.