50/50 RJ tells us his NOLA story.
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wakephan09
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Go do some Mardi gras stuff uptown, away from the tourists. The Quarter is what it is, but the rest of the city is great too
BarcaDeac
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I really enjoyed Toup's Meatery (guy was on Top Chef). I think he has a location in the CBD now too. On my bachelor party there we did a cocktail tour of the Quarter which was a lot of fun. It's for sure touristy, but got to go to some historic places and drink some booze. What's not to love?
oh, and eat plenty of king cake.
oh, and eat plenty of king cake.
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i think "listen here baseball commissioner" may be one of the funniest things i've read on twitter
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I mean I don't disagree with Lebron here, but man he can be insufferable.
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Agreed
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nah, Lebron's not that bad
dartsndeacs
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they done got Pop Smoke!
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So you're saying the tweet was a poor decision?
dartsndeacs
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WTF kids, first tide pods and now the "skullbreaker challenge"
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Go to Brennan's
We once went to Brennan’s to have lunch/brunch. We stayed there way too long leaving about 1AM. As we walked down Bourbon Street, staggered would be more accurate, a guy was screaming, “Anyone got Super Bowl tickets?”
I said, “We do.”
“He said I’ll give $1.000 apiece for them.”
I had never said they were for sell only that we had them.
“Wow. A couple friends of ours aren’t going to make it to game.”
Out of the darkness came another guy, “You and you, you’re under arrest. Give us thetickets.”
They flashed badges, took our tickets and hand-cuffed Greg and I. Moshe started giving them shit. They gave him ticket for interfering with police office. Then they put us in back seat of their police car and told Moshe and Betty where they are taking us.
As we went there one cop said, “Don’t worry. We’ll take your tickets and change you with scalping. You lose the tickets, but it’s only $50 fine.”
The other cop said. ”Y’all can pay the fine and be on your way AFTER processing.”
What fucking LIARS these two were. We got to the stations, were fingerpainted, had mug shots taken and are took to jail.
As we were about to be put in holding cell, we asked the bookings guy what our bail was. “You two have $5.000 cash bond because you are from out of state.”
I was STUNNED. “The officers told us it would be $50.”
“It would have been for scalping. They charged you with conpiracy to commit scalping. That could mean ANGOLA.”
Holy fucking shit! What fuck was this. They put us in holding cell. There was one pay phones in there for all of us. I waited my turn and called my lawyer back in Jersey.
“I’m in jail.”
“Don’t worry. I can you out in any one of forty-nine states. Where are you?”
“What do you mean forty-nine states? Was there tsunami in Hawaiis while we were drinking today?”
“Louisiana doesn’t count. They have NAPOLEONIC Law. Where are you?!?”
“New Orleans.”
“SHIT. Try to be safe. I’ll see what I can do.”
That was easy for him to say. He was lying in bed with his GORGEOUS wife. Sitting next to me was guy who shit someone in the head over a $5 drug deal. Sitting next to Greg was guy who was with kidnapping and RAPE. It wasn’t very difficult not to fall asleep that night in holding cell.
ANGOLA, we could be sent to the WORST state prison in America for "thinking" about selling Super Bowl tickets. What kind of place were we in?????
Soon we were being taken up to the see the Magicstate. As they stripd searched us, the jailer handed the New Orleans Times-Picayune. “You might like Page 3.”
I AMOST SHIT ON THE FLOOR. It was all about us. California couple comes to New Orleans to sell Super Bowl for $1.000 on Bourbon Street. We were so FUCKED. How could this happening to me? I wanted to kill Greg right that minute.
I was handcuffed to drug guy in court. Moshe and Betty were gallery. We could see judge, DA and bailiff all looking at the New Orleans Times-Pacayune. They were chucking and pointing at us. That wasn’t good sign.
All of sudden short, light-skinned, BLACK man comes running into the courtrooms. He waves at the DA and judge. They smile at him. He walks over to the holding areas.
“Who is Sokolove?”
“I am.”
“I’m your lawyer. Do you have $100?”
“Not really. I was in jail all night. My friends over there should.”
“OK, I’ll take care of everything.”
Moshe gave him some money. He went over talk to DA and judge. They motioned to jailer. He unhooked Greg and I and told us we could go.
I was more confused than I had ever been during this entire odyssey as we all leftcourtroom. As the door hit my BUTT I stopped. “First are we OK.”
The lawyer was holding hands with his GORGEOUS girlfriend. “EVERYTHING is fine.”
“Since we’re in New Orleans, please excuse my FRANCAISE, but I’ve been in jail and handcuffed to a guy who shot someone over a $5 drug deal. Who the hell are you? How the hell did you get here to help us? Not that I’m complaining.”
“My cousin was your lawyer’s roommate in law school. I got a call at 3AM that you might be on your way to ANGOLA. I didn’t think that was good place for you. So here I am.”
Thank you. What should I call you?”
“MORIAL.”
“As in Dutch MORIAL, the MAYOR?”
“I think I might know him.” He said with smile.
“How much do we OWE you?”
“How about lunch for my lady and myself?”
“Are you sure?”
We once went to Brennan’s to have lunch/brunch. We stayed there way too long leaving about 1AM. As we walked down Bourbon Street, staggered would be more accurate, a guy was screaming, “Anyone got Super Bowl tickets?”
I said, “We do.”
“He said I’ll give $1.000 apiece for them.”
I had never said they were for sell only that we had them.
“Wow. A couple friends of ours aren’t going to make it to game.”
Out of the darkness came another guy, “You and you, you’re under arrest. Give us thetickets.”
They flashed badges, took our tickets and hand-cuffed Greg and I. Moshe started giving them shit. They gave him ticket for interfering with police office. Then they put us in back seat of their police car and told Moshe and Betty where they are taking us.
As we went there one cop said, “Don’t worry. We’ll take your tickets and change you with scalping. You lose the tickets, but it’s only $50 fine.”
The other cop said. ”Y’all can pay the fine and be on your way AFTER processing.”
What fucking LIARS these two were. We got to the stations, were fingerpainted, had mug shots taken and are took to jail.
As we were about to be put in holding cell, we asked the bookings guy what our bail was. “You two have $5.000 cash bond because you are from out of state.”
I was STUNNED. “The officers told us it would be $50.”
“It would have been for scalping. They charged you with conpiracy to commit scalping. That could mean ANGOLA.”
Holy fucking shit! What fuck was this. They put us in holding cell. There was one pay phones in there for all of us. I waited my turn and called my lawyer back in Jersey.
“I’m in jail.”
“Don’t worry. I can you out in any one of forty-nine states. Where are you?”
“What do you mean forty-nine states? Was there tsunami in Hawaiis while we were drinking today?”
“Louisiana doesn’t count. They have NAPOLEONIC Law. Where are you?!?”
“New Orleans.”
“SHIT. Try to be safe. I’ll see what I can do.”
That was easy for him to say. He was lying in bed with his GORGEOUS wife. Sitting next to me was guy who shit someone in the head over a $5 drug deal. Sitting next to Greg was guy who was with kidnapping and RAPE. It wasn’t very difficult not to fall asleep that night in holding cell.
ANGOLA, we could be sent to the WORST state prison in America for "thinking" about selling Super Bowl tickets. What kind of place were we in?????
Soon we were being taken up to the see the Magicstate. As they stripd searched us, the jailer handed the New Orleans Times-Picayune. “You might like Page 3.”
I AMOST SHIT ON THE FLOOR. It was all about us. California couple comes to New Orleans to sell Super Bowl for $1.000 on Bourbon Street. We were so FUCKED. How could this happening to me? I wanted to kill Greg right that minute.
I was handcuffed to drug guy in court. Moshe and Betty were gallery. We could see judge, DA and bailiff all looking at the New Orleans Times-Pacayune. They were chucking and pointing at us. That wasn’t good sign.
All of sudden short, light-skinned, BLACK man comes running into the courtrooms. He waves at the DA and judge. They smile at him. He walks over to the holding areas.
“Who is Sokolove?”
“I am.”
“I’m your lawyer. Do you have $100?”
“Not really. I was in jail all night. My friends over there should.”
“OK, I’ll take care of everything.”
Moshe gave him some money. He went over talk to DA and judge. They motioned to jailer. He unhooked Greg and I and told us we could go.
I was more confused than I had ever been during this entire odyssey as we all leftcourtroom. As the door hit my BUTT I stopped. “First are we OK.”
The lawyer was holding hands with his GORGEOUS girlfriend. “EVERYTHING is fine.”
“Since we’re in New Orleans, please excuse my FRANCAISE, but I’ve been in jail and handcuffed to a guy who shot someone over a $5 drug deal. Who the hell are you? How the hell did you get here to help us? Not that I’m complaining.”
“My cousin was your lawyer’s roommate in law school. I got a call at 3AM that you might be on your way to ANGOLA. I didn’t think that was good place for you. So here I am.”
Thank you. What should I call you?”
“MORIAL.”
“As in Dutch MORIAL, the MAYOR?”
“I think I might know him.” He said with smile.
“How much do we OWE you?”
“How about lunch for my lady and myself?”
“Are you sure?”
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i was literally about to post that there's an 80% chance that Sokolove does. Dammit.
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This is a great recommendation.
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TSLA makes me want to fucking kill myself. I sold everything at $300.
I know I should go all in at $900, because $1,000 is a sure fucking thing, but I can't get my fingers out of my vagina to make the trade.
I know I should go all in at $900, because $1,000 is a sure fucking thing, but I can't get my fingers out of my vagina to make the trade.
DeacsATS
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I think you'll get another chance... Don't sweat it.
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“We are celebrating African American history month in various ways at Sutherland this month! Since our students have a genuine interest in animals and love to learn about them, we are going to take a closer look at African animals.”
good job, teacher
good job, teacher
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Jesus.
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