Nuptials, Pugilism and Zaperoo!
Over the years, I have played at countless weddings, and I’ve seen an alcohol-fueled fight or two, but this one takes the cake.
Thanks to da Chef o’ da Future for the link
November 16, 2010
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It would be Louisiana, wouldn’t it? The bride, btw, looks like most of my customers at the Cardhole. We have tiny aisles.
I clean up damage from waddle-bys a lot.
Comment by LeeAnn — November 17, 2010 @ 8:12 am
Ha! Looks like one hell of a party!
Of course, it was kind of silly to think that pepper spray would bother cajuns…
Comment by Mr. Bingley — November 17, 2010 @ 8:15 am
People blame the Irish for drunken brawls but here in Erie we have a contingent of displaced Kentucky/Tennessee rednecks who live to drink & brawl.
One family get`s together monthly & cruise`s the bars & clubs looking for a similar group to mix it up with…..when they cannot entice a response from other folks , they choose up sides & have their own family brawl. Gotta be a mountain thing I guess.
Comment by dudley1 — November 17, 2010 @ 2:33 pm
This must be what it looked like to see the Roman Empire spiral down the toilet.
Comment by Mike R. — November 17, 2010 @ 7:45 pm
You realize that many of those folks are VERY similar to the good folks you will encounter in Southern Ocean County.
Comment by RobbieRob — November 17, 2010 @ 7:46 pm
Actually, the Roman Empire collapse when the people like these Cajuns became too civilized to fight the Germans.
Comment by Carl Brannen — November 19, 2010 @ 6:15 am
Houma, Lousyana. Of course.
Dem coon-asses shore know how to have dem some fun, I garontee!
Comment by Elisson — November 19, 2010 @ 6:13 pm