Now, from the "Damn we are getting old!" Department. Do you guys realize is was TEN years ago that we went to Mardi Gras (trip #2 was in 1996)!?!?!?! Ouch...
I don't think I've abused my body any more than Mardi Gras Trips I and II. Not even any of the Vegas trips (although our first few trips had moments). I'm getting a stomach ache just thinking about it.
Random bodily injuries:
- I specifically remember losing my voice from all the grain alchohol in the hurricanes
- Mardi Scum from the lower calf to your feet
- Random injuries when trying to de-bead yourself (or de-beading another person who was drunker than you for the night)
- Whatever happens to your internal systems when you "sleep" a couple hours a day, wake up at 10:00 start drinking again by 11:00 and the only other thing you put in your body consists of:
- taco buffets
- Lucky Dog Hot Dogs
- Seafood platters (not me fortuantely)
- Dante's pizza
Good times!!
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Those two trips are the reason why I can't have a beer without getting a handover. I totall abused my body down there. Remember our breakfast? A hamburger and one of those liquor shakes. Ugh. And I laugh everytime I see a lucky dog stand. Those things were terrible!!!!!!!
Who would of thought you could sleep 6 people in a room. Well, when two of them are sleeping in the bathroom each night due to getting sick, its pretty easy.
I actually get cold chills whenever I go back down there for business.
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