Ladies and gentlemen, now making their way up Foster Street come the revelers of Tropical Thunder, a bunch of dudes playin’ dudes disguised as other dudes. WITNESS as they celebrate Mardi Gras from the Lava Lounge on their tiny home of Thunder Island. THRILL as they shower you with trinkets and treasure from their modest island stores. And TREMBLE with fear as the angry gods of Mount TAP-A-KEG-A threaten to rain fire down upon them. If Tropical Thunder is rolling, so are the good times! Ladies and gentlemen, let’s hear it for Tropical Thunder!!!