Guys' Getaway Prints

"I don't mind you spending the weekend at the lake with the boys, but don't push your luck by bringing home fish."

Couple looking at the statue of Eros by moonlight.

"I think I need an extra pillow."

Romantic Violinist.

"Harry—Let's get brunch and day drink."

"Think we'll still make happy hour?"

"Let's see, I make it four suitcases, a rolling bag, and a tote bag... You sure that's enough for our two day trip?"

Hey, it's true, you really can hear the sea in these shells!

"We are doing something. You're just not good at it."

Adam and Eve: Reconcilable Differences

'Harvey, did you notice what a beautiful full moon we have tonight?'

"I need a holiday that guarantees perfect weather, good beaches and romance!"

Joe's 'Talent-Optional' Karaoke Bar

"Tonight I'm getting together with pals to sit around and croak."

Caveman has a good idea for the wheel.

"Well, guys... I guess we'll just have to ask Siri where we are." "No! Don't do that!" "Yeah! We know exactly what we're doing!" "Dude! Have you forgotten our credo?" "Society for the refusal to ask for directions."

'I don't think that this whale is beached.'

Taking Cupid on a holiday.

Beach flirting

Fully aware of the dangerous romance of Venice's canals and bridges, Gwendolyn approached this moment with a degree of caution.

Cowboy uses his hat for a private kiss.

'How wonderful, playing our song - astronauts, fly me to the moon.'

'Hey Babe - 7:30 sharp, don't be late...I'm preparing you a meal...'

Vacation Time: Hither, Thither, Yon.

"Don't say a word! Your eyes, your hair, your T-shirt, your luggage—they say it all."

A Couple in A Speedboat.

'Did you say psst?.'

"Let's go back to our cabana, get into bed and shop online."

"The moon, the dinner, dancing. How could this night be more perfect?"

"That reminds me. . . did you remember to pack the viagra?"

'Shuck me.'

Do you think room service could bring me an ice lolly?

Gulliver's other travels.

"And this right here was our weekend in the Hamptons."

'This is not fair, mom. . . none of my friends is forced to hibernate before December.'