The dapper lads discuss owning a Scooter in a high crime area and the folks that frequent coffee shops & dive bars. Oh, and kumquats.

The guys chat about churches, chickens and the Knights of Peter Claver.

The guys discuss the "End of the World" in St Bernard Parish, as well as chickens.

Water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink. The boys discuss the third world aspect of the Crescent City.

The guys are talking about absolutely nothing, but still manage to converse for 13 minutes.

(Editor Note: The guys are also assaulted by planes, trucks, and birds "oh my".)

The dapper lads have a short chat about pastries, some of the local characters and which gym is best to use in the Crescent City.

The dapper gentlemen discuss the most over-rated attribute in the City That Care Forgot. They also touch on the ever-evolving state (and smell) of Bourbon Street, as well as the strippers that inhabit it.

Still outdoors, because we enjoy it. The chickens are watching us as we discuss the Red Dress Run and classic films at a classic theater. A short tribute to Pee Wee Herman and some general nonsense conversation. I swear that we were sober (I won’t swear on a Bible, but…). Oddly, we were both on Bourbon St. the day before, which is a rarity for locals. The bars along N. Rampart are picked on relentlessly, as well. Oh, and Taylor Swift is on her way to NOLA!