Mardi Gras may be the world’s biggest party, but when it ends, somebody has to pick up the mess so life can go on. In New Orleans, that task falls to the heroes of Wretched Excess Parade Scoopers, LLC. But they may have reached the end of their patience. Casualties are mounting faster than on Omaha Beach.
In a back brace, with an arm in a sling and a patch over his left eye, Scoopers driver Buster Chahpz complained, “It’s a bloodbath out there. Rusty took one in the shoulder. Street sweeper spits out a burst of purple beads, and down he went. Kowalski got it in the lung. Inhaled bubble gum pink ostrich feathers. Murphy’s blind from a t-shirt cannon misfire. Oh, the humanity.”
When asked how he was wounded, Chahpz said, “Rookie mistake. Stepped on a glitter bomb.”
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