In an effort to jump on the "I saw Elvis" band wagon... I give you Elvis, N'Awlins style.
Yes, it is that time of the year in the jungle. Strange creatures roam the streets, throwing beads, stuffed toys, cups and sometimes even undies (yes, undies) from decked out metal machines that trundle along the crowded street. There, lined up, brimming with anticipation - are the people. Ladders rigged as seats, bags ready for the promise of loot and kids and adults waving their hands frantically, all for the ultimate treasure.... BEADS (the bigger the beads, the better!).
START EM' YOUNG!
This is where it all starts folks. At a young age the children of the jungle are taught the secrets to getting those all coveted beads. Be cute, raise up your arms and yell at the top of your lungs..... Of course if they are anything like my girl here, all that isn't even necessary. Half way through this particular parade, she was sitting on a upturned milk carton and complete strangers were catching beads and handing them to her... Boy is she good!

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