And a cocktail. I see you've treated her and the chair to one of your famous chemical peels...
She takes that damn chair with her wherever she goes.
At least I am regular, beeyotch.*slips laxative into Norma’s sherry glass and returns attention to reading The Peenee Diaries*
How did she manage to get her skin tone to blend with the chair fabric?
my sherry glass was already filled with mira-lax.
I studied, and worshiped, at her feet.
MJ takes her drawers everywhere with her, too.
At least her legs are crossed. For a change.
@Thom: There were complaints that I was attracting flies.
What is with the snark? She's awesome and reminds me of my grandmother and her sister (who smoked well into her 70's)
Phyllis, take a load off your inherited cankles and have a Kreml Kocktail on me!
that's the spirit margaret!