Overheard at Mardi Gras 2018

If you’ve never been to Mardi Gras you probably can’t comprehend the insane level of mischief and debauchery that goes down, especially the six days leading up to Fat Tuesday. The streets of New Orleans are filled with thousands of locals, college students, and tourists from around the world who are there to drink heavily, dance, eat food, see live music, and catch beads from extravagant floats. Here are some things I heard in the streets this Mardi Gras that pretty much sum it up. 

 

“Some old lady with a cane just ripped my Muses shoe out of my hands and pushed me to the side after I caught it.”

 

“Hey woman! Anything up there?!?!”

 

“I’m not a typical frat guy. I want to get f***ed up and then hang out not get f***ed up and then f**k.”

 

“Look at those dancing shark people.”

 

Person1 : I’m going to put my poop in your bag.

Person: 2 : Ew, what?! No!

Person 2: The stuffed poop emoji I caught …not my actual poop!!

 

“NOOOOO I left my tutu at McDonalds.”

 

 

“Wait what the hell you can have open drinks in public any time you want? I’m moving here.”

 

 

“Excuse me, mister…can I stand on your shoulders so I can lean against the street car stop sign and twerk?”

 

 

“I’m absolutely going to fail my exam Thursday.”

 

 

“I need to mentally prepare for this week of savagery.”

 

“I don’t even want beads, I just want a corndog.”

 

 

“Dude that church sells beer!”

 

 

Person 1: You have to walk so many miles to see nipples…naked boobs are really only in the French Quarter.

Person 2: Fine, let’s walk it… do it for the nips.

 

“Why do all the cops just keep high-fiving me and not caring if I drink?”

 

“I lost my ID….do you think I’ll be able to fly home tomorrow still?”

 

 

Person 1: Hey can we go back to that jazz club?

Person 2: That was a house party.

 

 

“I’ve been holding this f***ing cooking spoon I caught for 12 hours now.”

 

“So is king cake from Burger King or what?”

 

 

“Last year I threw up on myself every day…you probably will too.”

 

 

 

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