New Orleans Slang Novels & Stories

Adaline Point of View New Orleans is a city in Louisana, which is a state in USA, but with the popularity, you'd think New Orleans was more than a City. Some people call it NOLA, others The Big Easy, but I call it home, and do not know how I was able to leave, when the city holds this much beauty and love. The food, the music, the magic, and everything it entails, I would gladly take my last breathe here, and there's something I have been thinking about, but haven't told anyone about it, because I am still contemplating it, and weighing my options.

Insulted and a little stung at his pitying dismissal, I cursed him and called him by rude names, my sharp tongue which had landed me in numerous trouble lashed out wantonly, days spent with lawless men and drunkards supplied me with vulgar speeches from which I held nothing back. “You wool brained hideous bastard of a hundred fathers, you dare to call yourself an Orisha, you mistake of a deity, you dared to open that excrement filled maw you call mouth and compared yourself to Lanroye in all his divinity, perchance if you had ever sat to wonder why you stayed down here in your gods forsaken groove where no one visits you and you think it was because everyone feared you, then you must be dumb

“More like cursed or poison. We never know for sure. Better be safe than sorry, right?” “True that… Fine, let’s get something to eat. We are already in New Orleans. How about tasting something local?” Smiling, and now pretty excited, I go back to my room and took my jacket and my bag. Poopy already chose some outstanding shoes for me, but it was also the most uncomfortable one. I prefer to use my new sneaker and thought the ensemble is perfect.