Practice Makes Perfect.
1Cryovac POWER!
2Socks For The Entire Family.
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Me & My Llama.
This song has been stuck in my head for almost 30 years.
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Blondetourage.
Life as a gogo dancer was tough, but Kiki loved every minute of it. Dancing frenetically in cages, jazzing it up while bathed in red light, the feel of the dance floor beneath her platformed feet. Best of all was her faithful and tiny entourage of her identical quintuplet sisters, who danced in little cages next to her at The Kitty Kat Klub. Even more amazing: one (Rita) was headless and another (Dee-Dee) had no lower half of her body, but still – they were a huge draw, and they made heap plenty moolah bringing in curious visitors and horny businessmen from all over.
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Blade Runner.
“Well, yeah, man, the sawblade, it like, represents how like, sharp my miiiiind is, man? And like, dude, okay, so like a sawblade like, spins, yeah? And like, I spin around too and I cut stuff? Huh huh huh. Liiiike, dude.”
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A Vision Of Importance.
It appeared to her: a vision in white, an ethereal creature floating three feet off the ground, clad in gossamer robes floating around in an invisible breeze. She soon passed out – partially from ecstasy, partially because the bonnet ties had cut off most circulation from her head.
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Trumpeting The Cause.
“There is nothing funny about the trumpet. To me, it is very serious? And I don’t appreciate you making light of the love of my heart.”
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Sisterhood Of The Travelling Pantaloons.
The Winslow sisters (from left: Bertha, Edwina, Hortense and Li’l Tootie) wowed the burlesque vaudevillian circuit with their erotic rendition of The Daughter of Rosie O’ Grady, complete with contortionist moves and creatively-placed ostrich plumes.
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A Nice Spring Day.
“Sure is a good day for kite flying.”
“Sure is.”
“What are you eating?”
“I’m on a diet. I have to eat only roughage for three weeks.”
“How’s that working out for you?”
“Pretty amazing. My colon’s never been happier.”
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