IT WAS NOT A PROPOSITION - IT WAS A CONVERSATION!
MONDAY! Let's talk about it! Better yet - LET'S SHOUT ABOUT IT! Folks, it's Monday in New Orleans, never a pretty sight when the party's over, but since it's Mardis Gras, the party is just getting started! Fat Tuesday (the end of Mardis Gras) isn't until tomorrow night, so that means two whole more entire days and nights to party and drink and flash our....and drink and....ah....DRINK!
Yesterday, (Sunday, the Sabbath, the day of the Lord, the best day for reading the Good Book, also the best day for Catholic Priests to hunt their prey), we wandered the French Quarter looking for the "perfect" place to watch the Super Bowl. YEAH RIGHT! Like we care about a bunch of overpaid guys wearing Spandex chasing each other around a stadium on TV. Come on - it's Mardis Gras - we can watch guys in Spandex chasing each other around the French Quarter right in front of our faces! Who needs the Super Bowl? (That's a rhetorical question - which for those of you that haven't got your GED's yet - means you don't really have to answer it!)
Anyway, everything was going GREAT until Kevin spied some girls on a balcony with perhaps a bit less clothing on than they'd wear to their half-brother's funeral. Let's just say that they were dressed appropriately for Mardis Gras! Anyway, in an attempt to get a closer look, Kevin got hit in the head by some automatic parking gate and started hallucinating. He claims he saw the King of France! It was weird - EVEN FOR HIM! The good news is that he's recovered (with allot of beer), today is another Mardis Gras day and we'll definitely be out wandering the Quarter looking for...
Hey! It's Mardis Gras, right? This is how it all began! Kevin got smashed trying to get a better look!
Kevin should have read the warning! Damn! He wasn't lying! He did meet the KING!
Yesterday, (Sunday, the Sabbath, the day of the Lord, the best day for reading the Good Book, also the best day for Catholic Priests to hunt their prey), we wandered the French Quarter looking for the "perfect" place to watch the Super Bowl. YEAH RIGHT! Like we care about a bunch of overpaid guys wearing Spandex chasing each other around a stadium on TV. Come on - it's Mardis Gras - we can watch guys in Spandex chasing each other around the French Quarter right in front of our faces! Who needs the Super Bowl? (That's a rhetorical question - which for those of you that haven't got your GED's yet - means you don't really have to answer it!)
Anyway, everything was going GREAT until Kevin spied some girls on a balcony with perhaps a bit less clothing on than they'd wear to their half-brother's funeral. Let's just say that they were dressed appropriately for Mardis Gras! Anyway, in an attempt to get a closer look, Kevin got hit in the head by some automatic parking gate and started hallucinating. He claims he saw the King of France! It was weird - EVEN FOR HIM! The good news is that he's recovered (with allot of beer), today is another Mardis Gras day and we'll definitely be out wandering the Quarter looking for...
Hey! It's Mardis Gras, right? This is how it all began! Kevin got smashed trying to get a better look!
Kevin should have read the warning! Damn! He wasn't lying! He did meet the KING!
Kevin-that picture of you and the king of France-are you wearing beads? Does this mean you've been wandering around New Orleans flashing your surgically enhanced man-boobs? After spending all that money on your boobs I thought you would have had more than a couple of strings of beads. Playgirl won't be calling! Keep smiling!
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Have a happy Fat Tuesday Kevin and Stacy! Hope you're seeing lots of - you know! It sure looks like you're getting lots of opportunities. Wish we were there drinking with you two crazy bastards! we cannot help but love you.
Have fun!
guy and cary.
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When your book is published hopefully you will get at least $30 so you can go buy a more stylish hat. You'd look more "baller" in a Hurley or O'Niell hat.
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