Mardi gras sing along

Shena: wij zitten hier dikke garnalen te eten en ze zijn heerlijk lekker.

Clifton: all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration; there is no death; we are all one conciousness experienceing life subjectively; it is but a dream & we are the immagination of ourselves…

Jesse: oysters. A big plate of oysters. A large varried plate of delicious oysters and then a whole ‘nother plate of oysters.

Lydia: pie crust. There’s a lot of water so you use the vodka instead of water cause it’s colder.

Pete: my moms says it’s because of the gluten. It becomes pasty.

Jose: I has the jumbalaya.

Bruce: [wanders away drunkenly]

Minnow: you guys have soul, man.

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