Cities come and go, but as long as Elvis impersonators get head in public and women bare their breasts for plastic beads, the glory of New Orleans will never die.
This is the best jazz funeral ever!
7 months after Hurricane Katrina, New Orleans is back to normal...
In this parallel universe, Jazz is funeral music, Tony Soprano is gay, Elvis lives, and Kirsten Dunst is pretty much the same.
Few people were as enthusiastic about funerals as Wendy was.
I stayed in New Orleans for Katrina an all I got was these stupid beads...and a new Cadillac and a plasma TV.