Deport me, I'm Mexican
It's Cinco de Mayo and you know what that means. Some bigoted yahoo complains about the damn illegals coming north to 'Merika, stealing all the jobs (like brain surgeon and Shuttle pilot), and then having a party. The guy probably complains about St. Patrick's Day as well.
Here in Denver we have a huge Cinco de Mayo fiesta and I thought I'd invite you for a looky-loo.
Nothing says Victory over the French at the Battle of Puebla (the season for the celebration) like a giant roll of spinning toilet paper.
What would Cinco de Mayo be without merengue and the Dentyne Ice dancers?
I'll be you didn't know that what kept the Mexican peasant army well-nourished during the fight against the French was the almighty turkey leg. Or not.
You're not seeing triple. It's the high-speed trans-fat delivery system more commonly known as the Funnel Cake.
I'm sure this guy is pondering his career options.
Besides food, we love the music and can't help but move our feet. If you look closely, it seems like this woman's unmentionables are around her ankles. I hate when that happens (not really).
From the cute:
To the bizarre:
Figures that Planned Parenthood has to insist TWO free condoms because someone tried to take the whole box.
Viva Mexico! Viva tequila! Viva big hats!Arriba!