Friday, January 06, 2006

We attend the Spam Fest

What is this? It's a Spam Fest float. Maybe a salad to go with Spam?

Spam girls. Sort of Las Vegas crossed with Mardi Gras gone bad.
Spam Sheriff on the cell phone here, riding down the street in the parade with the other chubby sheriff types while chatting.

Spam dogs with Spam legged owners. No wonder they were celebrating Spam.

I met up with Flamingo Pam's devil duck. We talked about going out on a date but the only thing we had in common was that we were plastic, so we decided to remain friends.
So, somewhere in the plans for rafting we wound up going to the Spam Festival. It was somewhere between pathetic and hilarious. A tiny town tosses this party and parade to celebrate Spam. Very small town interesting. The pictures tell the story.


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