We went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras with friends. We managed to get a balcony over Bourbon St. the Saturday before Fat Tuesday, not easy or cheap to obtain, but worth every penny. The idea is to bring a lot of nice beads to entice women to show their tits, not hard to do. My wife and her friend wore skirts and the crowd below would cheer when they stepped up to the cast iron balcony. The reason was neither were wearing panties, the cops frowned on that, tits were OK, pussies were a big NO. So if they saw a cops they would step off the balcony.
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