Mistaken Identity
He had come to new orleans to enjoy mardi gras, not to end up in some back water bar bar and listening to the music that was so loud it made his ears hurt.
Down on the Bayou - January Rule 34 Story #2 (Teaser)
"i'll be back after the mardis gras celebration, alright?" leatherhead answered. "you don't gotta worry about me, i've always wanted to check out these parties anyway." "roger." donatello responded. "see you in a few days then.
Sandy, Skippy, and She's Back
Sometimes it comes from sleeping in a mardi gras float or other such crazed places. last, i will keep this story up to date as frequent as possible. i may try a "sandwich" effect, so linear time is of no importance here.
Chapter Four, Forest Scuffle
She was a very pretty looking dingo, dressed just a set of hide moccasins, a necklace filled with teeth from an assortment of animals that reached down like a mardi-gras decoration to her petite breasts, perky from the cool rain, and a small cape of feathers
An Employee's Reward
In short, his boss made his job miserable and the tickets to a weeklong vacation during mardi gras had just been meant as another joke on him.
A Size Too Small
She'd be taking far more than just a few beads home from the mardi gras.
Dylan's Revenge
He wore a drew brees jersey on and sparkling mardi gras beads around his neck. the fox had a football helmet on, with the new orleans logo on it. the wolf chuckled, "since when are you a saints fan?" he asked his boyfriend.
Preview: Snowfall
He smoothly altered his accent, "born down in baton rouge, pa loved to hit up mardi gras each year though. moved to saint louis, oakland, raleigh," he rolled his hand. "list goes on."
Color Me Mad
Teams will travel via cruise ship to new orleans, a city known for its nightlife, music, and how close everyone is; especially during mardi gras. once they arrive, they will experience a challenge that they've never seen before. "c'mon dude.
Daemon Juice - Another Time Another Place
It had been years since he'd seen a pair of breasts that weren't through some sort of screen, and that had been at a mardi-gras. even as he watched, the fur on them seemed to puff up. no, that wasn't quite it at all. the breasts were growing!
What's Better Than Beads?
What trisha couldn't believe was that mardi gras could ever be rained out; it likely couldn't be, but when lightning was striking the street below their hotel room, even she couldn't blame people for packing it in and hiding in the bars for a bit.
Barfly - Last Call
Behind him stood abby with her top lifted to expose her breasts as if she were collecting beads at mardi gras.