At one point, I was nudged by a woman in the group who announced: "The penises are coming out."
No, there weren't any flashers present but there was a large papier-mâché member being worked on by the sub-krewe next to us. They call it George. Why, I have no idea but it's their penis so they can call it whatever they want. I asked the guy who was working with the member if he was the penis handler. "Nope," he replied, "I'm the penis wrangler."
Thursday, January 25, 2007
A Little NOLA Humor
I'm just glad they have a little left.
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