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After a couple of days in New Orleans, I started saying to TFG:
"Today we go out and get matching fleur de lis tattoos."
On our last day he looked at me and said "Do you really want matching tattoos?"
"No but considering I haven't a biscuit or a beignet, I thought this was something else that wouldn't happen."