It's good to know that the death of Dollypop (when the time comes) can bring out one of our long-lost posters, MMS2!
It's like when my grandma died and I was at the wake and in walked this guy who kinda looked like my granddad. My brother turned to me and said, 'Oh SH*T! That's Uncle Ponzo.' And I said, 'The F*CK you talking about? I don't have an Uncle Ponzo!'
Apparently, I had an Uncle Ponzo. And he'd gone on the lamb cause he 'borrowed' money from someone in the family. The second Aunt Mary-With-No-Teeth (that was her official name in the family) saw him, she waddled over and said, 'Thath it, Pontho! I'm gonna take you outhide and KICK YOUR ATH!'
At my grandmother's wake. No wonder she made my grandfather change his last name by one letter before she married him.
If Dollypop has to watch the film version of "Hello Dolly" over and over, I'm sure Brendan has to watch "My Fair Lady" over and over...with no popcorn.
"Carson has combined his passion for helping children with his love for one of Cincinnati's favorite past times - cornhole - to create a unique and exciting event perfect for a corporate outing, entertaining clients or family fun."
"Carson has combined his passion for helping children with his love for one of Cincinnati's favorite past times - cornhole - to create a unique and exciting event perfect for a corporate outing, entertaining clients or family fun."
And, Namo...it's always my pleasure. It's a memory that will never leave me...mostly cause Aunt Mary-With-No-Teeth still terrifies me. Even from the grave.
I know the Catholic Church will give him a proper burial (when the time comes) because even though the church HATES gay people, for some strange reason his little church ADORED him. I always found it so cute that he would righteously defend the hate-mongering cult because a small, misguided, and (I am assuming) closeted, little priest adored him. So stop bashing the Catholics, y'all, the love/d DP.