Did the Gasparilla parade yesterday with Salad Boy, riding on the company float. Had a large time. It was a three-cigar afternoon.
The parade had it's usual moments of loonacy. There were the requisite signs begging for beads. Parents exploited their children for booty. And women... well...
The women exploited their own cleavage.
Best sign of the day: "I POOPED TODAY."
I had no idea what that meant. And it may have been too good of an eye-catcher; I was laughing too hard to throw him beads. (An update: Apparently it's somewhat of a catchprase.)
Afterward, Salad Boy he looked at me and said, "I wish we could do this every day."
Click on the gallery of photos and you'll quickly understand why.