Puts me in the mind of this thread.
Well, on the night before Mardi Gras, Anderson looked deep into my eyes from the float he was riding in, right after I screamed at him that I loved him…
… and handed me beads.
Yes, you can touch me. No, you can’t have my beads.
Waaah! 
Right on both counts.
Wish I’d never seen that footage…
Well! We up in Canada have…
…er…
Ian Hanomansing?
(Nuts. :()