Steve Sayors and the crack XWF production staff have caught up to Robbie Bourbon, going 5 mph leaving the parking lot of the Silverstein Eye Center Arena, a line of traffic behind him since he's doing a meager 5 mph. Steve briskly walks alongside the vehicle.

Robbie Bourbon! Do you have anything to say about what happened here tonight?

Robbie slaps the exterior of the parade float, which is just about visiting your dentist. Local dentists are atop the float along with a bevy of signs promoting good brushing habits and the importance of flossing. He puts the pedal to the metal and the basic sound of a lawnmower moter does its thing.

I've got a new Bourbon Assault Vehicle, Steve. Barney Green blew up my first van. Michael Graves stole my second. Now, I'll be cruising under deep cover wherever a parade is being held. Hell, I might even hold my own parades!