I got nuthin'.I hope you do.
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See you Saturday.
A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...
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This is a classic example of a bag hag in drag.
The legs say I'm sexy everything else says, I'm not.
Bag lady, gone bad.
The magazine said that "one should accentuate their most positive feature".
I woke up this morning singing:
" I feel pretty
Oh so pretty
I feel pretty and witty and gay
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me today"
This gives new meaning to the saying "banana hammock"
Dressed to the nines, Lucy hoped tonight would be the night that she finally "got lucky"
I can't believe he's wearing salmon, that color is so 1999,
Body suit with flouncy sleeves, $30. Fresh hair do, $65. Jumping out of the cake at your best friends bachelor party hoping to change later, but then realizing you grabbed the garbage bag instead of your clothes..... Priceless.
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