Saturday, January 31, 2009

Party Outa Bounds

Darlings, sorry, don’t bother mummy right now, I’m getting ready for the big do over on Fabulon Sunday evening.  Didn’t you get the invitation?  DARLING.  I’m sure it was just an oversight, you know how ditzy Thombeau can be.  Poor old thing has probably been living on whippets all week getting ready for this.  Sweetie, yes, a virtual party.

 

I’ll be dialing in from the comfort of my luxurious boudoir.

I’ve asked houseboy Allegra Galliano to help with snacks.

 We’ll see you there.

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5 comments:

  1. larryFebruary 1, 2009 at 7:16 AM

    a houseboy is such a help!

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  2. Stephen R.February 1, 2009 at 8:17 AM

    "It's so nice to have Allegra around the house..."

    By the by, your boudoir is di-Voon! :)

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  3. jasonFebruary 1, 2009 at 10:15 AM

    Thank you!
    I'll have a cocktail weenie please.

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  4. larryFebruary 1, 2009 at 2:34 PM

    i want a weenie or two myself!

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  5. AmyFebruary 1, 2009 at 7:40 PM

    Is that the official houseboy uniform?! I gotta get me one of those!

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