
That’s right. It was Flying Pigs On Parade Day in GNV again. You gotta problem with that, pal?

Third year in a row. And the crowds and the performers keep getting bigger and better.

Did you know that GNV Commish Brian Eastman doubles as body double for NYT’s notorious Muslim mayor? Hey, it’s a dicey gig but GNV doesn’t pay its politicians all that much.

Speaking of body doubles, I had no idea there were so many Trump imposters in this town. Hell, there aren’t that many around here still impersonating Elvis anymore.

GNV novelist Lauren Groff was working the crowd, giving away banned books in blatant defiance of the book banners who have made The Free State of Floriduah a national joke.

Despite rumors that the Great DeSanitizer would march in this year’s FPP, our Guv was once again a no-show.

Which was a shame. Because if he had shown, our anti-Ron would have been welcomed with, well, open arms.

There was a clearance sale on spines this year.

The Pope has a fan club here. The Palestinians have lots of champions. And I don’t know what the hell that purple dragon was all about.

The Epstein files, love and a belly dancer. Is this a great town or what?

Turns out Jesus was a whistle blower. If he makes a second coming in this day and age, that alone will land him in lots of hot water.

Right: The Belle of the Mar a Lago ball. Left: A public service offer for MAGA.

Mama Trish plays a mean guitar. Alas, Godzilla, like our Great DeSanitizer, was a no-show.

We are NOT the monsters our parents warned us about, GNV.
But they’re out there. And probably always will be until, well, until pigs fly.
