We spent the better part of last year collecting crap to throw, dedicating the entirety of our myriad Mardi Gras adventures to brokering deals with Louisianans and Galvestonians for bags of beads in bulk. We even discovered a supersecret source for unicorns in pink purses. But when our plans for a massive float build to roll us through the summer's Pride Parade fell through, the fine fellas at Five Star Auto Group came to the rescue with a flotilla of lovely, gently used (and if you're in the market, reasonably priced) convertibles and even a truck to seat our rowdy armada of raucous rainbow revelers. The Five Star boys even brought enough shirtless twinks to fill a day care, but the more the merrier in a parade, no?
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