Our night on the town

Here we are, in the night, on the town.  You can tell it's a big town because that yellow blur is a taxi.

Kyle secretly went hunting during our night on the town-- he slew this elephant made of bicycle inner tubes (with whoopie cushion trim).  This is, to my knowledge, the only such elephant ever, or at least so far.  So now they're extinct.

I think Kyle might give a speech-- he certainly appears to be in the line of speakers, doesn't he?  What do you suppose the title of his speech will be?  "How I eradicated the modern plague of inner tube elephants" might be appropriate, or "We are all wearing leis tonight, and you should wear one too" or even "An ode to lobster hotdogs."