The buckets of fried squid are a tasty snack to share with a friend - if you're not vegetarian like Pipkin.
Pipkin got excited when this truck rolled through the street lighting firecrackers. He may have hopped onto the truck and snuck off with one...
Apparently the lighting of the firecrackers was the beginning of some sort of religious procession that Pipkin didn't understand. First went the truck with the firecrackers. Then these two men marched in semi-ceremonial garb and weapons in hand:
...who were followed by a line of people with incense burning and some sort of ceremonial treasure. As you can see, there are varying levels of involvement.
|"Yo, can't talk right now, doing this ceremonial thing..."|
For reasons Pipkin doesn't understand, the two men would dance about, chant loudly, and hit themselves with their swords.
Until they bled. Not sure how long that went on for, because Pipkin and Domo found something much better than self-mutilation and Harley-Davidson rejects from Red Deer, AB. Ice cream!