I go to Mardi Gras every year. For those of you who have never been, I'd like to share a couple of pictures because I
deeply, deeply, deeeeeply care about yall on here. *
Before we get started I'd like to just go ahead and say there aren't any pictures of me without sunglasses. This is because I am blind in both eyes completely. All I see is black, it sucks. Luckily I have a braille keyboard and my monitor has this sweet braille switch on it that allows me to communicate with yall. *
So let's get started!
Here is a buddy and I. He's in a beardcore band, so don't freak out! We were getting ready!
Before I went onto the streets, I had to make sure the laws of physics were still working! DONT WORRY! THEY STILL ARE!
Now let's go meet some folks!
Here is The Kanggg and I. He is a Saints fan. Who knew?
Here is a big happy guy. (insert funny caption)
After that it was time for another drink! And what better place to get a drink than..
The VooDoo Mart! Shrunken heads? Bones? Old blind black women telling fortunes?
Nahhhh just booze, cigs, and really over priced shit for dumb tourists!
Onward!
Hey look, it's a float. That is cool, right? They throw beads, you catch them. That is about it. 
Night came soon and I was feeling funny..
Maybe there WAS something with that VooDoo Mart afterall!
Oh noes! We got turned into little black kids smoking! SHIT IM SORRY VOODOO MART IM SO SORRY. 
Luckily I met this guy who transformed me back.
Sir Lawrence Craig Adams! He was this crazy old bum I met on the river.
Then I hung out with some Christians!
"YEA FUCK YALL SINNERS! YALLS GOIN' TO HELL!" Praise God.
I even met some super heroes!
Captain America was cursin and it was crackin me up.
I was all, "Capn Murrica don't curse!"
Green Lantern was there too, I think he went to go get a drink though.
I didn't see any arch villains though... wait...
Do you know who DR DOOM IS?!!?!
Well this is Dr. Blunt, his brother.
This girl didn't move, speak, blink, or even breathe! I didn't think soul mates existed in life. God I was wrong. I miss you baby.
"IS THERE A DRUMMER IN THE HOUSE?!"
Why yes, yes there is! I don't know what I was playing, but I'm sure that shit was funky.
I don't remember wanting to give oral sex to any man in my life til I met this fella. All he said over and over as he walked down the street was, "Jesus Christ!..... Superstar!"
Go ahead say it with me, "Jesus Christ!.. (1)...(2)..Superstar!"
Sure I met a lot of cool people, but I danced..
..I exercised..
...and I even hung out with the drunk homeless!
All in all, I had a good time!
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Ah Mardi Gras 2k7. What sweet memories!
*You're a fucking douche
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