God love him

I feel bad asking people to take a quick picture of Bobby and me...most of our friends who've been asked will take several and give up. Why, you ask? Well, this wonderfully handsome guy turns into a wrinkled, mentally challenged man who looks three sheets to the wind even though he's stone-cold sober (he has a sweet sunburn to boot in the most recent ones). Bless him.

(Mere tried giving him lessons...obviously those haven't paid off)

And thank goodness for professionals who use Photoshop.