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Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Le Mardi de Super

Man, its a good thing no one cares what Louisiana thinks about politics. I think voting on Mardi Gras would be a sin punishable by death. Acceptable activities on Fat Tuesday include drinking, yelling, and getting sunburned, but not voting for presidential candidates.

This Mardi Gras was pretty good. Hoda Kotb was there, and my Grandma shook hands with the Hulkster. Brian Milam sat in a deer stand on a telephone pole, gaining the respect of all rednecks below him. At the Baton Rouge parade, we had a balcony to stand on and be drunk and throw stuff and impress everyone with our awesomeness. Plus, we played flip cup (which I thought was dumb compared to beer pong). But next year, more people should come. Around Mardi Gras it seems like no one lives here anymore. I guess its because no one does live here anymore. Everyone should move back. And go to Mardi Gras.

Fat Fuckin Nerd