New Orleans Friday: Arrrrrrr

Then we changed and headed straight out to meet the local Pyrates at where else?

We kind of missed the parade part, but met a lot of cool people

Including some hot chicks

This was the keg for some club. I forget what the name was other than it involved alliteration. They run and drink. It’s like a jogging/running group that pulls their beer along with them. They say the only casualty ever was a dog who wore out and had to be taken home.

This car was badass.

I was supposed to meet a friend of mine, but we could never manage to be in the same place at the same time. I don’t remember that much of this night. I made friends with one of her fellow derby queens, who I believe was named Scarlette Fever, and their announcer, Skip Foreplay.

They had a free crawfish boil, just remember to tip the cook. They had all kinds of fun things in their boil, even mushrooms. It was spicy without getting mushy.

Real women suck the heads

Then things got a little wild

About Kiki Maraschino

I like catfish. Sure, we all like catfish, but I think for me it is somehow deeper.
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