COEXISTENCE IS WHAT A FARMER DOES WITH A TURKEY UNTIL THANKSGIVING DAY!
FRIDAY! Where do we begin? Let's see, yesterday was Thanksgiving and we say, "thanks for giving!" We talked our way into getting an invitation from Bob (local dog track owner) and Lee (premier strip club owner) to Lee's mom's house for dinner. Turkey always tastes better when it's free, and so does ham, and so does stuffing and so does sweet potato pie, etc., etc., etc. Mom lives about an hour north of New Orleans way out on the bayou (NOT KIDDING!). Can you play the banjo and say "Deliverance?" It seemed a little weird when Lee's bother kissed her hello on the lips, but who are we to judge!
Anyway, after we devoured all of the free (and delicious) food and practiced shooting a 12 gauge shotgun from an ATV at roadsigns, we headed back to the French Quarter. It was still early so we settled in at the world famous Finnegan's Easy for a few cold Budweisers (they are our sponsor and we love 'em for it!). It wasn't long before a street pirate wandered in and started making moves on Lee (Kevin already had been!). She didn't mind, Stacy didn't mind, Bob didn't mind, Kevin didn't mind - actually nobody minded until his ex-wife showed up with a Louisville Slugger. Apparently she minded!
That was the last we saw of the pirate for the night but we bet we'll see his ex-wife again in the newspaper crime column. Hopefully he was able to jump out of her Chevy Astrovan at a stoplight somewhere because otherwise his pirate career is probably over. We all ordered another round and toasted to his memory - "Hail Street Pirates!" Folks, it's Friday afternoon, we're still in the French Quarter and who knows what the evening holds. It could be another pirate, it could be an outta-work stripper willing to earn a quick $10 bucks behind the bar or it could be...
It's okay by Stacy if it's okay bayou! (Cajun humor) Thanksgiving - now this is what we're talking about!
Guess which one is a pirate and which one is a pervert! HEY, WAIT A MINUTE! You mean anybody can be a pirate?
Anyway, after we devoured all of the free (and delicious) food and practiced shooting a 12 gauge shotgun from an ATV at roadsigns, we headed back to the French Quarter. It was still early so we settled in at the world famous Finnegan's Easy for a few cold Budweisers (they are our sponsor and we love 'em for it!). It wasn't long before a street pirate wandered in and started making moves on Lee (Kevin already had been!). She didn't mind, Stacy didn't mind, Bob didn't mind, Kevin didn't mind - actually nobody minded until his ex-wife showed up with a Louisville Slugger. Apparently she minded!
That was the last we saw of the pirate for the night but we bet we'll see his ex-wife again in the newspaper crime column. Hopefully he was able to jump out of her Chevy Astrovan at a stoplight somewhere because otherwise his pirate career is probably over. We all ordered another round and toasted to his memory - "Hail Street Pirates!" Folks, it's Friday afternoon, we're still in the French Quarter and who knows what the evening holds. It could be another pirate, it could be an outta-work stripper willing to earn a quick $10 bucks behind the bar or it could be...
It's okay by Stacy if it's okay bayou! (Cajun humor) Thanksgiving - now this is what we're talking about!
Guess which one is a pirate and which one is a pervert! HEY, WAIT A MINUTE! You mean anybody can be a pirate?
IShiver me timbers, we cannot believe now you're hanging around with street pirates you silly bastards ya. incredible, you both continue to conduct your behavior in a very strange manner - quite the strange bedfellows you keep. Remember this, we cannot help but love you two.
guy and cary.
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Ummm, it would be nice if we could get a new post... You are makin it look like you have done the exact same thing for the past few days...I know that's true (drinking), but....
The Dude
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