My Wolfpack

Hello. How 'bout that ride in? I guess that's why they call it Sin City.

You guys might not know this, but I consider myself a bit of a loner. I tend to think of myself as a one-man wolf pack. But when my wife brought Claire home, I knew she was one of my own. And my wolf pack... it grew by one. So there... there were two of us in the wolf pack... I was alone first in the pack, and then Claire joined in later. And two weeks ago, when Claire introduced me to you guys, I thought, "Wait a second, could it be?" And now I know for sure, I just added two more guys to my wolf pack. Four of us wolves, running around the hill country together, in San Antonio, looking for Phineas and Ferb. So tonight, I make a toast!

-Alan from "The Hangover" (with a few name changed to make this post relevant)

My toast is to wolves, and the awesome shirts they have given us. I also toast the sharks, and bears, and eagles. I'm thankful for my new shirt with an eagle in the cockpit of an F-16. Can you imagine? A bald eagle flying an F-16? We would never lose another war if eagles flew our jets.

Meanwhile, back to the picture. My daughter was thrilled to participate in this historic snapshot. She made me promise not to put it on the internet. I told her I'd only show it to a few of my friends. She has her wolf shirt and Tech visor and is holding our newborn son. He's wearing a blue onesie with a sweet air-brushed wolf that scares all the other babies away. He's two weeks old and already has an iPhone. He broke the high score record on Angry Birds yesterday.

Our two year old (the short one with the same shirt as me) has been wearing his wolf shirt for 23 straight days. His shoes light up and he knows baby karate. If you see him around town, just keep walking and keep your head down. His wolf shirt is really dirty. Plus, he's at least a green belt in baby karate.

My wife snapped these pictures and right away we noticed problems with the color and clarity. I called a scientist/ghost hunter friend of mine to investigate. He inspected the pictures and came to the following conclusion:

Four people wearing a wolf shirt in close proximity can alter the space/time continuum. When this happens, photos lose their color and cats don't land on their feet. This is not common and shouldn't be a cause for alarm. Four people wearing a wolf shirt on the same patio doesn't happen very often so our country can relax. Virtually all photos and cats in America are safe, even after what happened today.

He also said not to worry about the halo over our heads. He's pretty sure it's a force field of awesomeness that was sent to protect my wolf pack. There's a slight chance it could be smog and/or global warming, but it's probably a force field of awesomeness.