This one time, I went out with this girl from New Orleans and we started out great, having a good time. Then, she started to pull out the Marti Gras on me. I hadn't a clue what she was doing at first, until, in the middle of the park, she stripped down and was jumping all over me. It was a nice thing, but at home not in the middle of a park! I went along with it for 5 or 6 minutes. After that, I managed to get out from under her and ran to my car as quickly as possible. I got out of there and the next year I went down to the Marti Gras again and guess who I saw?
— Hunter, 22