Can the adults please smoke? (Pt.2) — Page 38

Still fighting this cold off. Gonna go out to dinner tonight with a friend, we're gonna get sushi. I'm around for a bit but I do have to make a post office run at some point today.

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Why can't I upload an new photo in fan photos?

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Matt--take your DVDs to Academy on 18th Street. They sell used DVDs, so they must buy them too. No?

Also, Footlights, if they are musicals.

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Matt: Check out Disc-o-Rama on 16th Street and Union Square East or the location on West Fourth near 6th Ave (or the one further in on West Fourth, close to Sheridan Square). They buy used CDs and DVD's...

Oh, you are so helpful in your own way, missy!

I'm good at holding up balloons...that's about it, I'm afraid!

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I believe you introduced a bunch o' wonderful rogues to the beauties of Veuve...

it is if it raises the national export $$ of France....

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Any grape juice for me around here?

I'm battling payments, HR stuff and a finicky database.

Where's Bboobs? I PM'd him about info for Grandma but haven't heard back.

And, I just put a run in my stocking...

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Boobs is at a MD appointment (and hoping all is well, of course)....

have you got clear nail polish for that run in your stocking, beacon?

Oh I know all sorts of things I shouldn't know, Undi....

Once again, I'm a little depressed by the tired old face that I see
Once again, it is time to be someone who's anyone other than me
With a rare combination of girlish excitement and manly restraint
I position my precious assortment of pencils and powders and paint
So whenever I feel that my place in the world is beginning to crash
I apply one great stroke of mascara to my rather limp upper lash
And I can cope again, Good God! There's hope again...

When life is a real bitch again, and my old sense of humor has up and gone
It's time for the big switch again, I put a little more mascara on
When I count my crow's feet again, and tire of this perpetual marathon
I put down the john seat again, and put a little more mascara on

And everything's sparkle dust, bugle beads, ostrich plumes
When it's a beaded lash that you look through
'Cause when I feel glamorous, elegant, beautiful,
The world that I'm looking at is beautiful too!

When my little road has a few bumps again, and I need something level to lean upon
I put on my sling pumps again, and wham! This ugly duckling is a swan
So when my spirits starts to sag, I hustle out my highest drag
And put a little more mascara on!

And everything's ankle straps, Maribou, Shalimar,
It's worth sucking in my gut and girdling my rear
'Cause everything's ravishing, sensual, fabulous!
When Albin is tucked away and Zaza is here!

When everything slides down the old tubes again
And when my self-esteem has begun to drift
I strap on my fake boobs again, and literally give myself a lift
So when it's cold and when it's bleak, I simply rouge the other cheek
For I can face another day in - slipper satin lingerie to
Make depression disappear, I screw some rhinestones on my ear and
Put my broches and tiara, and a little more mascara on!


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