"Jackie's Mama. What can I do for you?" he inquired gallantly of the Governor, who was resplendent in a glowy white gown, a set of fake feathery wings on her back, and a tinsel halo on her head. There was no way Canaan was going to buy the angel aspect, but he had to admit, it was good.
"I need you," she intoned, lifting her chin to peer at the man, "To be Santa Claus."
"Ain't there already fat men with beards, possibly even real Santa Clauses around here?" Canaan inquired suspiciously.
In answer, Pharlen held up a photo. Canaan took it, his eyes widening. He grinned.
"Oh hell yes. Let's do this, Mama."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Some Insanity Later, The Fliers Appeared~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The First National RhyDin Jingle Parade is Ready To Roll!
An hour after sundown, December 24, the Parade will commence!
Bring your floats, your Krewes, your acrobats, your marching bands, your crazy love of color and light and fall in for a holiday parade winding through the Market Place and ending at Winter Wonderland at the Old Temple!
Bringing up the rear of the Parade will be Cajun Santa Claus, standing tall and sure on the deck of his mighty shrimping boat, pulled by majestic albino reingators!
Floats and Krewes and Troops and Groups will be tossing candy, beads, flowers, and all sorts of wintery cheer to the parade goers, so make sure you bring a bag!
(Post up your Floats or groups or bands or parade goers! Board only event, it's for the Fun! For starters...)