New Orleans Louisiana.

Yep, the French Quarter.

I just got back from a week long adventure there.

I really fell in love with New Orleans hard. It’s such an interesting mix of cultures. You have dirty ass street people co-existing with Ma' & Pa' tourist, slutty collage kids, and Trannys, and everyone’s down to hang. If you haven’t had the chance to visit, I really hope you go at some point because it truly is an amazing fucking freak show.

Halloween was fun as shit, full of debauchery.

But that wasn't the full treat... No sir. It was My Birthday.

A Bartender over heard our little crowd having fun a little early. Discovering it was my birthday he points out, as easy as "The Big Easy' is, people gotta KNOW it's your birthday, In New Orleans our tradition is to pin dollar bills on folks shirts for their birthday. It's one of the unique things about here that many people who visit for a short while might only witness in passing. You sir are lucky enough to be here on your birthday....

And had a couple cuties pin a dollar on my shirt.

We finished up, tipped him well, as we headed out the door he exclaimed “If you can’t find what you’re looking for here, you’re dead.”


It's was just becoming dusk, I wasn't 15' down Magazine St and was 'accosted' by the sexiest non transsexual brunette in the French Quarter, She pinned a fiver to the dollar and whispered a sultry Happy Birthday in my ear, and stuck her tongue so far in my mouth it tickled my asshole.

It only got better from there....

I pinned a dollar on my shirt the next day as well. Bahahahaha.

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