Jeff, attacking Blair.  

Blair. 

Sergei and whatshername. You can't say he didn't try. 

Mike and that guy, singing Backstreet Boys. Mike didn't even have to look at the lyrics, which is kind of disturbing. Actually, I shouldn't talk. I probably know the lyrics to more of their songs than he does. My sister and I even do the dance to Backstreet's Back, much to my friends' embarrassment. 

Don't know who he is, but he's quite the showman. 

Steph. 

Mark, Reagan and Erik. 

Dain and I karaoke-ing to either 'I Swear', by All-4-one, or 'Blame it on the Rain', by Milli Vanilli; I'm not sure, we did both. Have we got great taste in music or what?

Kim and I at karaoke night.  

Tony and 'Shirley.' I'm guessing that wasn't Tony's first shot. 

Mike Gorman. 

Meilani and and her mom, 'Shirley' at the latter's birthday party. 

Mikey, dunno, Whitney and Brennan. 

Rob. 

Kady. 

Rob, Ben and Kim at Rob's.

Ben and Dain at the Moon. 

Tahndi and Benjermin. 

Brennan. Damn, that carne asada was good. 

Damn, that's a lot of guitars. Plus another two that Will keeps in his room. Only two are mine, so that would make Will the proud owner of FIVE guitars, two of which are worth like a grand each (those are the ones he keeps in his room.)