Wednesday, March 9, 2011

What I Learned From Mardi Gras...



Let me start off by saying that when I die, I want my afterlife to be on Bourbon Street. This place was a giant party that just didn’t stop. In a bar at 3 in the afternoon I saw girls just backing their shit up and grinding all over guys. Shit was fucking ridiculous.

The first thing that I learned from this experience was that you have to take the good with the bad. What does this mean? This means that you are going to see so many tits throughout the time you are there, that you will have to accept saggy 50 year old fat woman tits as well as hot perky 25 year old tits. Every woman there is flashing people left and right so you need to accept some ugly looking titties.

Secondly, do not follow up a Huge Ass Beer with three straight Hand Grenades. Hand Grenades might very well be the greatest drink ever created, however, drinking three in a row after a 32oz. beer is a recipe for black out city.

The third thing I learned was that you can never have too many beads. I probably ended up with about 5 pounds of beads when all was said and done and it wasn’t even like that was not normal. People will just keep throwing beads off of balconies all day long. If you’re a guy you can only get them from women though, because guys throwing the beads off balconies are just looking to see some tits.

Finally, I will say that you definitely cannot put a price on a good time. The place is a once in a lifetime experience that everyone needs to attend. I normally don’t make promises, but I am promising you a good time if you can make it there once in your life.

 

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