LAME Mardi Gras Buffalo Parade. What happened?

My GOLLY GEE WHIZ the Mardi Gras Parade this year was LAME.

LAME LAME LAME.

Awful. And lame.

And I’ve been going to these for a while, I know in general the parade borders on absurd/lame.

I’ve been there with Erin and Kim and Rachel and Dayna.

I’ve been there with Erin and Rachel and Brian and Paul and Trisha and Tim and Dayna.

I’ve been there with Erin and Brenda and Lori. (Numerous times.)

I’ve been there with Linda and Ram and Mark.

I’ve been there with the BFF.

And this year I was there with Maggie and Bobby (later to be followed by Joey and Lizzy and Lizz(z)y and friends.

And the parade was Gosh Awful.(Almost involved the name of the Lord…Almost.)

Starting from Cozumel we saw two flashing light police cars and rushed outside margaritas in hand. The floats um, mostly cars somewhat decorated kept SPEEDING up to catch up with the rest of the parade. Seriously, so fast I couldn’t really snap pictures. AND more random vehicles ended up in the route more than ever before.

EVEN WORSE? NO DRAG QUEEN FLOAT. Seriously? Mardi Gras and no drag queen float? I suppose we could have missed it in the very, very beginning following the police cars because they ZOOMED BY SO QUICKLY. But man…what is a Mardi Gras parade without the Drag Queens rocking out and tossing condoms in the street? Sigh…

The only moment of awesomeness occurred when the AIRPORT PLAZA JEWELER decorated vehicle roared by and chucked a set of beads choking a chicken.

Best. Beads. Ever. And they didn’t even cost an arm and (fill in the blank.)

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