It's Mardi Gras! Hey Coonaz! Since you are from Louisiana, I nominate you to be the leader of tonight's Mardi Gras celebration on the Porch!
<Clappy powers up the LONWORKS control console.>
<Volts presses a few buttons not knowing exactly what will happen.>
<Floor boards begin moving left to right, up and down. Up pops the highly polished mohagany bartop. In the other corner the Real Jukebox rises up. Poet puts a hand full of quarters into the machine and starts by pressing B-5 and several other numbers. The sound of Louie Armstrongs blaring trumpet fills the air as his version of "When The Saints Come Marchin' In" begins playin'.>
<Voltaire's angels whisper to him, remarking that they like the choice of this song...>
<The CREE ball lowers from the ceiling and begins beaming it's super bright blue and green LED's as it slowly rotates.>
<Dealer, She-x, Jill, Depy and some of the other ladies begin dancing on the dance floor.>
<Polvie and Techguerilla grab several handfulls of beads and jump up onto the section of porch that is rising up to simulate a balcony along Burbon St.>
<Clappy puts on his apron and hops behind the bar and begins serving mixed drinks, lemonade, soda, and beer.>
<People from the neighboring SI threads begin hearing the fun walk over to porch to see what is going on.>
<As Polvie and Guerilla begin throwing beads, Jim Willie is armed with a handfull of dollar bills to hand out as tips...>
<Some of the beads land on Coonaz who is quick to flash his chest to the crowd. JW doesn't look too happy as Coonaz tries to entice Jim to give him a tip in his G-String. Reluctantly he gives him a folded bill just so Coony would go away...>
<As luck would have it, Polvie and Teckie have lousy aim...
The Porch ladies pick up the beads from the floor and make their way up to the balcony. Now it is their turn...>
<As they continue to lasso one dude after another the porch begins filling with out-of-shape stud-boys reduced to nothing but their boxer shorts and dress socks.>
<Jill puts a $5 bill into JW's waist band...
Jim see's this as an opportune time to recover some of the dough it cost to fix the Beemer's tire. Soon he begins swaying his hips to the beat of the music and giving the rest of the girl's lap dances...>
<Voltaire, who can't believe what his peaceful porch has resorted to, looks a little puzzled as he begins to question if he is wasting is brilliance and advice on a bunch of mindless yahoo's...
Then he say's "Oh what the heck, it's Mardi Gras". He put's his tie around his head like a headband and joins Jim in the strip tease...>
<Clappy goes to the Lonwork's console and increases the size of the porch another 30 feet as members from The Gorilla board bring over a few tables full of hot chaffing dishes loaded with lots of good food.>
<Greg the Frenchman and Murray begin filling up the Real Jukebox with a bunch of CD's from the record store. They select a few island songs with a Carib"beano" beat.>
(Like that one Coonaz? "Caribbeano". Your turn...)
<LongOnFiber and Stockman grab one of Voltaire' tomato plant sticks to use as a limbo stick...>
<After Lindelgs easily makes it under the stick, Polvo requests that the stick be lowered to 16 inches off the floor. You can read the lips of everyone in the circle as they say, "Yeah, right..."
The rhythem of the thundering tom-toms match the movements of Polvi's pelvis and shoulders. As he gets lower and lower the crowd begins gasping in amazement. They begin to cheer as his upright chin clears the bar!>
<Polv, continues to limbo right off the end of the porch as he goes under the railing boards. As the concerned friends lean over the railing to see if he is O.K. they watch as The Lord Of The Dance removes the skateboard that was taped to his back...>
<The Party contiues to the wee hours of the night as everyone forgets about the woes of the market...Life if wonderful!>
Now that is what I call Stress Free Investing!
Yee Haw! Let's Party!
-LouieArmstongsTrumpet |
