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Regarding the previous post - I 've identified the woman in the picture as Debra Jackson. So for those of you interested in picking up a similar swim suit, you now know where you can get one.
I just want to know is this for real? My goodness, I though going to Maine and having all the toothless people smiling at you was bad...Dollar Palace - Vewwy Scawwy.
Ok, so if one of us goes, we have to get a crown for Chewy and some fake teeth for Cristina. I want a Stars and Bars bikini and some Huckabee flip flops.
Oh hunnay - there will be no stars-n-bars for anyone I call friend. If I find a Dollar Palace I will probably walk in to find u a rainbow bikini and you can have the Huckabee flip flops. Walking in there just might blind me though.
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On my Christmas gift list I have several candidates...:)))
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I need a visual of what getting dressed up for Walmart looks like vs. dressing down for the Dollar Palace. The stars and bars bikini was perfect for a visual. I need a Dollar Palace visual. Do you think you could find one for me?
Heading back to Boston after a fun day in Ptown. We met Beverly Leslie (Leslie Jordan) from Will And Grace. Pics on Facebook to follow! - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone Location: United States
Here's an interesting texting typo I created last week: And if airline seats get any smaller, I can see this being an actual problem. Can you imagine? I'm sorry ma'am, but there is no way both of you can seat in one seat. You will have to purchase an additional ticket for "her". What would happen then? Would she want the window or middle seat? That's assuming she would even want to sit next to me. I mean, we are together 24/7 so she may want a little alone time, out in the open air, where she is free of any restraint. And what if she is chatty, flapping her lips the whole time? I'm not a big talker when I travel, preferring instead to bury my head in a magazine so I can take my mind off the flight and enjoy my Ativan. I imagine the conversation going as such: She: I hate that bike seat at spin class. You have no idea what it's like. Me: Spin class is only 50 minutes. You can handle it. I bought you padded shorts. Those weren't ...
Salsa Shark I'm going on vacation in a few weeks to some place warm. Thought it might be a good idea today to try on my shorts. All of them, except for four pairs, somehow shrunk in my drawer over the winter. So off to the mall I went. I picked up a few pairs of shorts, along with a big new suitcase. Can somebody please tell me when a suitcase started costing between $200 and $350? Who needs ballistic nylon encasing their bathing suit and suntan lotion? Apparently a lot of folks do because the suitcases I saw could withstand any sort of attack, foreign or domestic. Nice to know if, God forbid, the plane goes down, my underwear will remain intact inside my Samsonite. I better be careful what I pack. Somethings are better not found. I finished off my evening with dinner at a Mexican restaurant. That's when the Salsa Shark appeared. If only I had handy my new suitcase that doubles as a shark cage. Oh well, maybe I can try that feature while on vacation.
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Here's the best I can do 4 u Blondie.
Did we drown yesterday or what?
Hope you have fun tonight!