I went to see the Moonlighters at Cha Cha's Crabby Hour at her House of Ill Repute on Saturday night, and let me tell you something: Not only were the Moonlighters amazing, but I'm hot. Why? Because one of Cha Cha's hot, hot, hot, hats on sale (for an incredible $20) happened to be in a random midget pinhead size, and therefore, it fit me! And sure, I'm gorgeous, totally? But I'm nothing without Cha Cha. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Photos to prove it en route.
Smooches.
7 comments:
I think cured and hot.
we may have spoken too soon.
my hangover tells another story.
ouchers.
Oh dear!
I hope not...
Oh yeah, photo booth shots need to be posted, or at least sent to me - I paid $8 for them! & it's the only way I can really remember that we were at the Lakeside Lounge afterwards... SpongeBob CellPhone R.I.P.
consider them posted. . .
I like that last picture of Anne telling the world to fuck off but in a friendly, drunk sort of way.
sounds about right, teri. thank you.
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