I find there are so very, very many questions a person could ask another person on the street, if they weren't afraid of getting punched in the face as a general response.
For example, I wanted to know if these guys if were an actual related familial group of some sort. I don't know why I wanted to know that, but I did.
Maybe they were out doing Good Family Activities. Say, the Wife Beater Guys were picking up the Old Guys from here:
...and were on their way here, the marquee of which you can just see in the upper right hand corner of the first picture):
That's what I call good old fashioned family bonding, don't you?
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