By "terror on Canal Street" I am not referring to the shooting that occurred on Mardi Gras.
I am referring to my own personal sense of terror when I looked up during the Orpheus parade and was confronted by a grim and determined Joan Rivers. She had just gotten done wrestling her headgear into place.
I believe she locked it securely to the same set of clamps and fasteners that now keeps her face from sliding off.
She appeared to be on her way to take command of an army of undead revelers just a few blocks away
Somehow they all vanished into the night, and I did not see them again.
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I thought Joans face was controlled by a large knob on the top of her head that she just gives a few more twists to each month.
SkylersDad, that's possible. That might have been what all those feathers were concealing.
Alternative title? "I went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras and a zombie flash mob broke out."
I clicked on the second shot and holy shit, is that thing surreal, almost as scary as a Joan Rivers in clown gear.
Bubbsie, best line of the day "I believe she locked it securely to the same set of clamps and fasteners that now keeps her face from sliding off." HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA. So damn true. She's a SHOW.
They have got to burn all the red carpets in that city.
No one should have to be subjected to that. Poor Edgar!
And you're a cop who has seen many terrible things. This must have been frightening
She looks like a fortune telling machine featuring that puppet Madame.
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