Parasol ... Check!Plumes and Feathers ... Check!
Lots (and I do mean LOTS!) of alcohol ... Check!
Purple dress ... Check!
Face Paint ... Check!
Glockenspiel ... Check! (thank god for spellcheck)
Long Johns ... Check!
Even more alcohol ... Check!
Even more plumes and feathers ... Check!
Hmmm?
Now where the hell did I put those goddamn golden slippers?
8 comments:
God, I hate the Mummers!
They're not that fond of youse either, sunshine.
Glad to hear it. They're just another reason why Philly is lame.
I like the purple by the way
Yeah, so when the hell we gonna see some more ADVENTURES OF CHEEKIES stories like the time when the old man pooped out in front of the all you can eat buffet?!?!?! Huh?!?!? I don't read this blog for information and edification, you know, I read it for the poop stories!!!!
How 'bout the time you had to poop so bad you couldn't distinguish colours???
I already told that story on a cerpts disc. Speaking of which, I just may have three cerpts cd's with your name on 'em. And for the record other than the string bands I could care less about the mummers as well.
And yeah, the purple is prolly gonna be around a while. Me likes it too.
I'm just using that story as an 'xample. I just KNOW you've got at least a dozen similar stories to regale us with forthwith.
Thththth.
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