i walk through fire and i swim through mud, snatch a feather from an eagle, drink panther blood

Okay, I know I just posted yesterday and you weren’t expecting another update until probably next week, but you’re an arrogant prick and I just kamikaze blogged upside your face to teach you a lesson. Don’t be so smug, Internet; it’s unbecoming.

I was asked the other day about the significance of the official Mardi Gras colors of purple, gold and green. At the time, I gave the proper and wholly accurate response of “who the fuck cares?” but I’m not in much of a haiku mood today and I thought of something kind of funny related to the colors so that’s what I’m going with.

So, is there any significance to the purple, gold and green? Yes, Internet. There is.

Purple is for justice, gold is for power, and green is for faith.

But wait. There’s more!

If you combine the three colors, you’ll see the mystery fourth official color:

The mystery color is special because it’s symbolic of the true meaning of the Mardi Gras, which is obviously vomit. Vomit on the streets. Vomit on your shoes. Vomit in a sorority girl’s hair, because you were too drunk to think to hold it for her and, besides, gross.

Right?

Right.

Here are some photos of boobies I found on the Flickr. Now show me yours.