THE REASON WE'RE SMILING IS BECAUSE THEY HAVEN'T FOUND THE BODIES YET!
AHHHHH, SATYR-DAY! We didn't mis-spell it, there really is no other way to put it. The day before Sunday is the day after Friday, and that also means it's the morning after the night before. Only in this case, Friday wasn't the "night before," it was the night "of." (yes, we know to never end a sentence with a preposition, but did you know it's allot more fun start sentences with propostions!).
Okay, enough clever English and cunning linguistics (HA! We know what you thought we'd say - get your minds out of the gutter - that's our exclusive territory). Anyway, from we can remember, last night was...ah...er...how do you say it? Oh yeah, "BITCHIN'!" It started with our usual nightly crawl down Bourbon Street (OH YEAH BABY! - WE'RE TALKIN' "THE" BOURBON STREET!) only this time we not only enjoyed several venues of three-4-one beers, we also visited quite a few "interpretive" dance studios. We are nothing if we're not students of good dancing - especially with props like poles and dancers wearing rapid release costumes made from spandex and shoes with 8" spike heels.
As it turns out, while we may have gone through alot of dollar bills, we saw some very...er....interesting dance moves. For example, at the Hustler Little Honey Barely Legal "studio" we saw a great routine done by two Jamaican twin sisters, and even though they said they were sisters, they acted more like "kissing cousins" - which neither us nor the rest of the audience seemed to mind. Anyway, after their routine, "Jasmine" and "Strawberry" invited us over to their motel room at the EconoLodge for some private dance lessons. You know what? Even though we had to stop along the way for them to score some meth, and also had to pay their "brother" forty bucks in cash ($20 each), we learned some moves that most physicians would tell you are medically impossible. Folks, it's SATURDAY, the three-4-one drink specials are back on Bourbon Street and we know when Jasmine and Strawberry are back on stage...
The "Criminal" Sheriff dropped Kevin off after breakfast. Funny, they don't look like sisters!
The advantage here was "moderate prices!" "Love Acts" - like buying candy & flowers?
Okay, enough clever English and cunning linguistics (HA! We know what you thought we'd say - get your minds out of the gutter - that's our exclusive territory). Anyway, from we can remember, last night was...ah...er...how do you say it? Oh yeah, "BITCHIN'!" It started with our usual nightly crawl down Bourbon Street (OH YEAH BABY! - WE'RE TALKIN' "THE" BOURBON STREET!) only this time we not only enjoyed several venues of three-4-one beers, we also visited quite a few "interpretive" dance studios. We are nothing if we're not students of good dancing - especially with props like poles and dancers wearing rapid release costumes made from spandex and shoes with 8" spike heels.
As it turns out, while we may have gone through alot of dollar bills, we saw some very...er....interesting dance moves. For example, at the Hustler Little Honey Barely Legal "studio" we saw a great routine done by two Jamaican twin sisters, and even though they said they were sisters, they acted more like "kissing cousins" - which neither us nor the rest of the audience seemed to mind. Anyway, after their routine, "Jasmine" and "Strawberry" invited us over to their motel room at the EconoLodge for some private dance lessons. You know what? Even though we had to stop along the way for them to score some meth, and also had to pay their "brother" forty bucks in cash ($20 each), we learned some moves that most physicians would tell you are medically impossible. Folks, it's SATURDAY, the three-4-one drink specials are back on Bourbon Street and we know when Jasmine and Strawberry are back on stage...
The "Criminal" Sheriff dropped Kevin off after breakfast. Funny, they don't look like sisters!
The advantage here was "moderate prices!" "Love Acts" - like buying candy & flowers?
We see you silly bastards are up to no good again - we did not expect anything less from you. We wished we were partying "wit cha dis" weekend, but we had "ta werk." Have a happy easter and remember, we cannot help but love you two.
guy and cary.
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Trinket said you were very cunning as a linguist, and now you have proven it again. Miss you guys.
T and B
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