So, this morning I received this e-mail from a friend…
“Hey,
I’m having my 30th bday party this Saturday night! It’s going to be at 7, starting off with dinner at Cyclone Anaya’s down in Oak Lawn and then Razzle Dazzle Dallas is having a big block party down there that’s EIGHTIES THEMED!!!! so we’re going to cap off our lovely evening with that. I WILL be decked out in 80’s gear, I am encouraging everyone else to do the same :) I would love it if you could come! Let me know if you want more info. I always forget some details :-/”
To which I replied…
“I will definitely be there for dinner, but may not stay for the Razzle Dazzle thing ‘cause this old OLD queen is undergoing my first colonoscopy on Monday, June 11 and I have to start “prepping” myself with some heavy duty laxatives on Sunday before the procedure.
GOOD TIMES.
(Yeah, you’ll find that getting older is soooo much fun.)
Lord, I don’t know if I have anything that looks like the ’80s anymore. I certainly no longer have the BIG HAIR. Tried hard to divest myself of all that stuff over the past quarter of a century, but I will be there to celebrate YOU!
Just for shits & giggles, attaching a few pics of myself and a couple of girlfriends “back in the day.” Clearly, we took ourselves a bit too seriously.”
GOOD TIMES.
(Yeah, you’ll find that getting older is soooo much fun.)
Lord, I don’t know if I have anything that looks like the ’80s anymore. I certainly no longer have the BIG HAIR. Tried hard to divest myself of all that stuff over the past quarter of a century, but I will be there to celebrate YOU!
Just for shits & giggles, attaching a few pics of myself and a couple of girlfriends “back in the day.” Clearly, we took ourselves a bit too seriously.”
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