IT'S NOT THE CRIME - IT'S IF YOU GET CAUGHT!
FRIDAY/SATURDAY - WHAT DAY IS IT? Greetings from New Orleans! We made it out of Palm Springs on Friday morning with bill collectors chasing us all the way the airport. The good news is that when they followed us into the terminal we woke up a TSA guard and told her (in addition to, "nice size 20 stretch pants") that the bill collectors had more than a 3oz bottle of shampoo in their pocket and they were detained at security - damned terrorists!
Anyway, we flew to Dallas (and isn't DFW a beautiful airport - ah, compared to Beirut after a Hezbollah bombing run), ate overpriced food at TGI Fridays (because it's FRIDAY you idiots!) and after changing terminals, airplanes and underwear (accident after eating at TGI's!) we landed in the "Big Easy," New Orleans, Louisiana! Okay, we've been here before so we know that "Big Easy" isn't an overweight stripper down on her luck - but thanks for all of your emails anyway! After grabbing a few bags off the luggage carousel that weren't ours (we didn't check any bags, but we figure if anybody has enough stuff to check - and can pay the damned $25 fee they charge to check luggage now - they can afford to replace what we took) we hopped in a taxi (and boy was it spotless and smelled GREAT!) and were off to the French Quarter.
Lets talk about the French Quarter for a minute. BOURBON STREET, BABY! Okay, a minute is up (sorry you're slow readers, may we recommend "hukd on foniks"). Look, we stepped out of the cab, it was Friday in the French Quarter and the rest is history. $1 dollar beers with three-for-one pricing (that means $2 bucks buys a six pack of ice cold long-neck Budweisers in case you're bad at math too!) - if this is heaven then we're leaving the cult and becoming Christians (although we will miss the meaningless sex and the Kool-Aid!). Folks, we're here for Thanksgiving, we have a bail bondsman on retainer, our favorite "exotic" dancer still has the same prepaid cell phone number and...
The Dallas Airport is wonderful - if you like concrete dust! You know this is a GREAT place - look at the line to get in!
We're a block out of the airport and the meter reads $17.40! BOURBON STREET, BABY! - God bless Budweiser & beads!
Anyway, we flew to Dallas (and isn't DFW a beautiful airport - ah, compared to Beirut after a Hezbollah bombing run), ate overpriced food at TGI Fridays (because it's FRIDAY you idiots!) and after changing terminals, airplanes and underwear (accident after eating at TGI's!) we landed in the "Big Easy," New Orleans, Louisiana! Okay, we've been here before so we know that "Big Easy" isn't an overweight stripper down on her luck - but thanks for all of your emails anyway! After grabbing a few bags off the luggage carousel that weren't ours (we didn't check any bags, but we figure if anybody has enough stuff to check - and can pay the damned $25 fee they charge to check luggage now - they can afford to replace what we took) we hopped in a taxi (and boy was it spotless and smelled GREAT!) and were off to the French Quarter.
Lets talk about the French Quarter for a minute. BOURBON STREET, BABY! Okay, a minute is up (sorry you're slow readers, may we recommend "hukd on foniks"). Look, we stepped out of the cab, it was Friday in the French Quarter and the rest is history. $1 dollar beers with three-for-one pricing (that means $2 bucks buys a six pack of ice cold long-neck Budweisers in case you're bad at math too!) - if this is heaven then we're leaving the cult and becoming Christians (although we will miss the meaningless sex and the Kool-Aid!). Folks, we're here for Thanksgiving, we have a bail bondsman on retainer, our favorite "exotic" dancer still has the same prepaid cell phone number and...
The Dallas Airport is wonderful - if you like concrete dust! You know this is a GREAT place - look at the line to get in!
We're a block out of the airport and the meter reads $17.40! BOURBON STREET, BABY! - God bless Budweiser & beads!
If you sober up enough to read this comment we will be surprised and dismayed! But, if you don't, "look its Marylin!"
Just sayin'
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You silly bastards are back to the Big Easy,just in time for happy hour for some of those refreshing Budweisers, the King of Beers - yeah baby - the King of Beers! Are you going to the Superdome to watch your 2nd favorite team play the Packers Monday nite? We will be watching for you and Rooster to be in the stands. Remember, we cannot help but love you both. Have a great weekend.
guy and cary
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