I refuse to whine, once again, about how it was all better when I was young and living in New Orleans, because that same time also includes the period when Flock of Seagulls hairdos were considered a viable option.
Mardi Gras. It only happens once a year, you know.
i hope you'll loan me your pearls sometime.
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ReplyDeleteOh dear, somebody hit Thom with a stun gun again.
ReplyDeleteBeen out at the pahrades all day getting beads.
ReplyDeleteHappy Mardi Gras Peenee!
Mr. P., wishing you several Blue Hurricanes, a dozen beignets, and some Oysters Rockefeller on this Mardi Gras. We all know you wish you were on Bourbon Street flashing your (big smile, impressive pecs, cute ass, naughty bits, other:_____) for beads.
ReplyDeleteAnd remember: The Flock of Seagulls simply demonstrated elaborate comb-overs for those destined to look more like Kojak than Fabio (and all his expensive weaves)!
Trash.
ReplyDeleteLetting his freak flag fly...
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ReplyDeleteoh dear...we're just going to have to throw the whole thing over when you're down here. It's just that simple.
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