I was glad to see that someone else was upset at a punk band performing their song "Indian Burial Ground Rave." Using real bones as drumsticks was an extra slap in the face.
This "float" was entitled: drum major boy, pirate man and that guy with the painted chest at a football game.
Katie had never seen giraffes mate before. And she wasn't about to forget it.
Contrary to popular belief, the brain is not grey in color. It is green, orange, pink, and shouts "show me your tits!" at women in the crowd.
Amber, despite several warnings from members of her dance troop, insisted on doing the robot at every parade they participated in.
There was a lot of exposed man-flesh at the parade. Children (background left) tried averting their eyes, but the bright colors always drew their gaze back. Cruel cruel world.
Crazy Walter did this every year. His neighbors had long forgiven him for stealing the bells off their christmas trees, but that didn't mean they had to watch him dance down the street flaunting his ill gotten goods.
Gypsy Woman: Please, stand back! I will make all your wine corks float to my belt. It's like magic! Or....you could watch this young woman shake her money maker for your amusement. Yeah, ok, that's fair.
Congrats, this man has single handedly made french maids unsexy for generations to come.
I had already given up understanding at this point.
Note to self: jugglers don't appreciate being thrown objects to add to their juggle. Especially knives. Especially throwing knives.
I'm so very sorry.
Apparently it is no longer cool to swing a hula hoop around your waist. Your choices are now:
Knees - prevents you from walking properly, but draws attention to the abs you've worked so hard to get.
Chest - gives your breasts a workout too!
Neck - breathing is for sissies.
This belly dancer kept luring other dancers into her grasp. It wasn't sexual. She was just a super controlling personality.
Confetti remained on the ground for several hours afrer the parade. The city would have picked it up sooner, but that brain float guy had stolen the tubing from all the vacuums in the county.
I noticed that only women had confetti stuck in their hair. This led me to thoughts of a giant paper monster getting a bit too excited...
And that line of thought can't go anywhere good.