REPUBLICAN, DEMOCRAT - IT'S ALL ABOUT PARTIES, RIGHT?
IT'S WEDNESDAY - HUMPDAY! Greetings from - WHEW! - NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA, USA! What a whirlwind he past few days. It's like we've been on Crystal Meth or Drano, or Hamburger Helper or something else stupid (Woolite? We do like sheep!). Let's see, we had a little Monday get together in Palm Springs (that lasted until 2am) then Tuesday we flew to New Orleans (thanks to our sponsor, Budweiser) on some B.S. overnight flight that left at 2am Wednesday morning ("King of Beers" our ass!). Anyway, we arrived here at some un-godly hour like 6am, hitched a ride from the airport on a Little Debbie Cakes delivery truck (Stacy had to give the driver a squeezer - no big deal) and collapsed onto the mattress we keep on the floor of our rented room in the French Quarter.
Folks, not counting this morning after we got here, we've slept six hours in essentially three days. We're only gonna say this once so listen up Budweiser - WE NEED A PAY RAISE! (was that subtle, or what?). Anyway, we know we shouldn't complain because they do write us checks (BIG checks), and they do send us around the world partying, but if we didn't complain then what else could we bitch about? Universal Health Care? Afghanistan? Hanna Montana? (major fantasy material with her!) You get our point - it's always something.
So here's the deal. We're in New Orleans for about a week or so. Halloweenie is just a few days (daze) away and we've already started prepping. Let's see, we just rolled off the mattress (it's 4pm here!), we're were hungry (Coco Puffs, Baby!), and we needed to hydrate before the Resurrection (Budweiser of course!). Now it's time to wander the French Quarter and work our scams on a few unsuspecting tourists from Iowa or some other God forsaken place so we have enough cash-ola to remain hydrated throughout the night. Let's see, Happy Hour here is $1 beers and they're 3-for-1 so ten bucks (30 beers - NOT KIDDING) outta be a good start!...
Our friends were shocked that we could leave the state! Kevin cut a deal with our Public Defender & Parole Officer!
Why is Stacy smiling and where are these guys' hands? It's like the military - don't ask, don't tell - DON'T EVEN SEE!
Have you tried the new Bud Light wheat beer? IT'S GREAT! Kevin now travels with a personal grooming assistant!
Folks, not counting this morning after we got here, we've slept six hours in essentially three days. We're only gonna say this once so listen up Budweiser - WE NEED A PAY RAISE! (was that subtle, or what?). Anyway, we know we shouldn't complain because they do write us checks (BIG checks), and they do send us around the world partying, but if we didn't complain then what else could we bitch about? Universal Health Care? Afghanistan? Hanna Montana? (major fantasy material with her!) You get our point - it's always something.
So here's the deal. We're in New Orleans for about a week or so. Halloweenie is just a few days (daze) away and we've already started prepping. Let's see, we just rolled off the mattress (it's 4pm here!), we're were hungry (Coco Puffs, Baby!), and we needed to hydrate before the Resurrection (Budweiser of course!). Now it's time to wander the French Quarter and work our scams on a few unsuspecting tourists from Iowa or some other God forsaken place so we have enough cash-ola to remain hydrated throughout the night. Let's see, Happy Hour here is $1 beers and they're 3-for-1 so ten bucks (30 beers - NOT KIDDING) outta be a good start!...
Our friends were shocked that we could leave the state! Kevin cut a deal with our Public Defender & Parole Officer!
Why is Stacy smiling and where are these guys' hands? It's like the military - don't ask, don't tell - DON'T EVEN SEE!
Have you tried the new Bud Light wheat beer? IT'S GREAT! Kevin now travels with a personal grooming assistant!
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