New Orleans… or BUST… 5/8/15

First and foremost, ask and you shall receive… thank God Angela has come back to the blog, after her hiatus… her extreme exaggerations and blatant lies are what keeps this squeaky wheel a turnin’…

I should be focusing on my healing, but we all needed her to come back to the blog… “Never let go Rose, never let go….”;
“Come back Jack, come back…”

We’re heading for New Orleans today, for a little break… from life… and St. Louis… we wanted to go somewhere it is hotter…. and more humid… you know… really sweat it out… clog your pores and arteries at the same time, while consuming rich, French and Southern meals… watch out Paula Dean, these are a few of our favorite things:

hurri-cane drinksĀ and whis-key in kittens

hoping the temps don’t re-qui-re my mittens

gum-bo and poorboys the din-ner bell rings

into my ar-ter-ies, I hope it clings!

 

Speaking of sinking ships… Little Pissy Kitty will bust into the Bayou like no other tomorrow. We have a fishing trip planned for Monday… I have a feeling one of us from the group will end up in the Gulf (or wet land area-depending on where we fish-weather dependent).

I have been eating fresh catch from the Gulf for years now (since the Big Spill) and I’m totally fine….

We’ll be back Wednesday… I hope…

More to come… I’ll update this later…

 

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