Ugh, Barry, always the attention hog.
Let's hope not too many golfers witnessed this little spill.
This is why we wear sensible underthings at our weddings. You never know what might happen.
You see... you got so excited that you got the piggyback who-carried-who backwards. Happens to the best of us, really.
I love the collective scream performed in exact unison. In case anybody needed further proof they're all friends.
Pretty much what happens five seconds after every sexy beach photo.
Well, to be fair so are the rest of these post-wedding revelers. Especially our helpful narrator-cameraman who points out, YOU FELL IN THE POOL. Because, you know, she might not have realized that herself.