First off, the picture I sent you guys was just of the area, I DID NOT go into those. I wanted to, but I just had that feeling that it was a real bad idea. New Orleans is like an Outside Vegas. I find it so hilarious that you can get so smashed and then go next door and get lapdances, and then go back and get smashed and then go get more lapdances. I understand how things get out of control down there.
2nd off, I am alive and well. Stomach kinda hurts but it comes with the territory. FGFan warned me about the hurricanes sneaking up on me and after #4, it did
I have to thank FGFan, she was absolutely amazing. She took me around and I learned so much about New Orleans and its history and also got to experience stuff that I would have never. All in one night

I had an amazing time. Thank you again, I really appreciate it.
Now for Klink. F'n hilarious horse. I get there and he is acting calm and collected, I couldn't believe it. No mouthy no trying to smoke other horses, nothing. He get to the saddling ring and I am expecting him to take a bite out of Richie and nothing, he was basically sleeping. Then the race and after the race, GOOD OLE Klink causing a ruckess.
Timeline to come soon, but I will let one hilarious thing leak. After the race and we were to the barn to see him and how he was doing, he is walking and the groom is about to put him back in his stall. He goes into the stall, groom takes the bridal off, and drops something.
HILARIOUS KLINK LEAVES the stall and the groom, who is 5'2 maybe 110 starts wrestling with Klink in his belly region. The only thing not out of his stall was his ass. Of course my dumb ass is just staring at him not doing anything watching all this go down. I think Nicole has a great picture of it actually. Classic.