poppin my new orleans cherry
this past weekend was my first trip ever to new orleans. i'll keep the wordage short.
here are my pictures:
a living statue of a fairy. looking pretty friggin awesome.
if i were a lesbian, i'd be wanting to jump this girl's bones. but since i'm not. i don't.
we then met a living statue of marie laveaux. who, after taking the picture, gave me:
some magic beans!! and said a little spell and swirled her hand over them. i'm debating on whether or not i should wear them around in my bra for a while.
i then took a picture of this church. see??
there's a restaurant waaaay on the right side of this building. if you enlarge and picture and squint really hard you still cannot see it. so, just take my word on that one, okay?? it's there.
this is a street band. voila!!
this is a VERY awesome old palm reader with a giant santa claus beard and neon purple hair. i wish i couldv'e gotten a better picture, but i didn't wanna be rude and get "all up in his grill". fo'shizzle.
this was a very large AND obese lady who decided "street performer" would be a smart career choice for her. she was, in fact, incorrect. but she was from new orleans non the less, so i took a picture.
more street performers. probably my favorite ones of the trip:
proof that i did in fact go to bourbon street. TAKE THAT!!
a very overpriced voodoo shop. marie laveaux's voodoo shop. apparently, that makes it okay to ass rape people via their checkbooks. greedy bitches.
another slightly overpriced store called the funky pirate. oh my gord, i couldv'e spent so much money in here.
this is a maniquinn growling and shaking violently inside of the funky pirate. i'll go ahead and admit here, i walked a good four feet around this creature to avoid it jumping and biting me. i dont handle practical jokes well. you never know when some asshole's looking to scare a tourist.
a lizard named..................shit. i can't remember. bob, maybe?? irvin?? eh. here's a really cool picture of an iguana.
mini street performers. these were three little kids with smashed beer cans stuck in the bottom of their shoes tapdancing. to be so sad, it was very entertaining.
random picture of bourbon street:
and a guy juggling in the street.
here are my pictures:
a living statue of a fairy. looking pretty friggin awesome.
if i were a lesbian, i'd be wanting to jump this girl's bones. but since i'm not. i don't.
we then met a living statue of marie laveaux. who, after taking the picture, gave me:
some magic beans!! and said a little spell and swirled her hand over them. i'm debating on whether or not i should wear them around in my bra for a while.
i then took a picture of this church. see??
there's a restaurant waaaay on the right side of this building. if you enlarge and picture and squint really hard you still cannot see it. so, just take my word on that one, okay?? it's there.
this is a street band. voila!!
this is a VERY awesome old palm reader with a giant santa claus beard and neon purple hair. i wish i couldv'e gotten a better picture, but i didn't wanna be rude and get "all up in his grill". fo'shizzle.
this was a very large AND obese lady who decided "street performer" would be a smart career choice for her. she was, in fact, incorrect. but she was from new orleans non the less, so i took a picture.
more street performers. probably my favorite ones of the trip:
proof that i did in fact go to bourbon street. TAKE THAT!!
a very overpriced voodoo shop. marie laveaux's voodoo shop. apparently, that makes it okay to ass rape people via their checkbooks. greedy bitches.
another slightly overpriced store called the funky pirate. oh my gord, i couldv'e spent so much money in here.
this is a maniquinn growling and shaking violently inside of the funky pirate. i'll go ahead and admit here, i walked a good four feet around this creature to avoid it jumping and biting me. i dont handle practical jokes well. you never know when some asshole's looking to scare a tourist.
a lizard named..................shit. i can't remember. bob, maybe?? irvin?? eh. here's a really cool picture of an iguana.
mini street performers. these were three little kids with smashed beer cans stuck in the bottom of their shoes tapdancing. to be so sad, it was very entertaining.
random picture of bourbon street:
and a guy juggling in the street.
posted by Jane Q Doe at 9:38 PM
4 Comments:
dammit I wanna go to New Orleans before it gets all hot and nasty.
New Orleans isn't fun unless it's hot and nasty.
Why do you leave comments as annonymous? Scared?
ya know. i one of your pics you said that you have proof that you went to new orleans. but i looked through all of them and there is one little detail to make your statement valid witch by the way you don't have. your not in any of the pics at all. so i cant asume that you actually went. sorry. lol love, vic
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