Let the good times roll... it's Mardi Gras in West Monroe.
womp, womp, womp.
Actually, it was a good time. Seriously. A little trashy and borderline hick-town, but overall it was a good time. We probably contributed to the white trashiness with our couch in the back of GTs truck.
That's right...we brought a couch to the parade and don't you know we were the envy of all those walking by without a soft place for their bootays to rest. Well played.
We went with 2 of our fave couples. The girls, including myself, are all from good ole' WM. Therefore, the guys felt it only right to form a support group for men-dragged-to-West Monroe-for-the-rest-of-their-lives-by-their-women. (we all know they love it and the paper mill smell that comes with it).
Beads were flying and pelting us in the head, the Clydesdale's were there and were incredible!, Jen was running after floats to get the big beads, GT was doing his signature dance move, people pushing their baby in a stroller while downing some form of liquor were asking Miranda if she was on facebook to get her pictures (she responded by telling the that she wouldn't tell them her name...ha). As you can tell, we had a grand ole time and can't wait until next year!
Who said you can't have a good time on Saturday night in West Monroe?
1 comment:
I'm assuming that Grant's dance moves scored y'all all of those beads..
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