Only One Knows...
Yes, only Ed Grow knows why I need two ostrich eggs by next Wednesday. The Ladies Who Lunch are on the edge of their flocked velvet chairs wondering what I am up to. They will be put in their respective places when 1pm, Wednesday arrives. I will wear the same tea dress that Alva wore and bear the same triumphant gaze. Ed will be in my thoughts as the "bitches" are kept in place.
posted by Alexis du Bois @ 1:07 AM
4 Comments:
Give'em your best Julia Child stare and tell them that they will go hungry. Better yet that it will be a DRY affair if they aren't kind to the hostess. That will surely get their attention.
Hugs,
k
hmm. i too will be employing the use of two ostrich eggs on wednesday.. though i will be trying to take over the world!
Well for Goodness sakes, whatever it is, don't burn mine or there will be mucho hell to pay.
Regards, Ms Bees Knees
Knottyboy is write. His self-induce hiding gave him the presence of mind to realize that I, yes, have to delay this LUNCH one week to assure the delivery of indrediants.
Knottyboy, here a "dry affair" is a day without rain. If you mean the subtle suggestion that libations may be withheld, I'd have a revolution on my hands. Are you trying to have me toppled, or something?
Post a Comment
<< Home