“Hurling after a long night on Bourbon”
Blogging gets to be a little tedious sometimes. A man needs a diversion. I thought a catapult would be something different. With the Mississippi River just blocks away, I can almost get my lady friends from Algiers home for the same price as the free ferry. It messes up their hair a bit, but takes less time. They seem to like it, because they just keep coming back for more.
I would like to think I have given new meaning to the term “fling“. New Orleans issues a catapult parking permit for a $200.00 annually fee, as long as you have catapult insurance.