“99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer. Take one down, pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall…”

— My mother, singing to her 1 year old grandson. 

Judging by the amount of activities and bro-ness happening on this OBX trip, it is very apparent that Eric is the best thing that ever happened to Andrew, Zack, and me. 

In that order.