and then there was one…
midge, my abfab partner-in-crime, got married this weekend. i’m fine with being the last of the single girls, mostly because i’m the only one who can take home the elvis impersonator without guilt.
yes, elvis was most certainly a guest. sadly, he declined when i passed him the special juice. perhaps he had plans to raid the old ladies purses for pills. whatever the case, i was disappointed not to have the chance to drink with elvis.
next time, e, next time…
What a pretty smile. You, not Elvis.
What is Johnny Knoxville doing dressed up as Elvis?
dennis: ahhh, thanks m’dear.
smug: is it wrong i find johnny hot??
“i’m fine with being the last of the single girls, mostly because i’m the only one who can take home the elvis impersonator without guilt.”
I’m adding this to my list of pros.
That…and also to avoid divorce.
Who knew you were actually single? Not I.
After introducing my sister as single to Elvis and he blushed, I figured The intro’s should be kept a little less personal. Sorry Sarah!
pants: good point…
dainon: E!!!!
midge: i’ll forgive you, this time.