JERF wrote:I do feel very sorry for her, actually, though I still kind of have fun making fun of her. But, yeah, I just keep thinking, she had to go to sleep last night thinking about how people are laughing at her. And no one likes to be laughed at. Although, in her delusional state, maybe she doesn't really care.
What would you wear if you had to go on stage to open the VMAs in your current habitus? I would wear:
-GIRDLE (preferable made from NASA-engineered polymer)
-slimming dark wash trouser jeans
-boots (with podiatric soles, to protect from ravages of dancing)
-tunic-style top with cap sleeves
-18 hour steel-buttressed brassiere with sports bra on top of it
-Alice band (bangs are getting long)
Sessy!
DJ wrote:TO OPEN THE 2007 VMAs I WOULD WEAR:
-husband's white hane's t-shirt
-fleece-lined sweatpants
-husband's white cotton gym socks
-the sofa
-wouldn't actually perform
-would lick popsicles (Edy's fruit bars: lemonade) while flicking through channels with broken remote control we fail to replace (the buttons for 2, 5, 7, and up-channel/down-channel are only buttons that work), not really watching VMAs, until, exhausted, lumber up to bed around 9:15 to read mafia book until c. 2:00 a.m.
y'all?
JERF wrote:Hee: visions of high-tech hydraulic system lowering your sofa from ceiling of VMA venue.
DJ wrote:ooh. could be a sort of twenty-first-century absurdist opening number (think: john cage's revolutionary
4'33").
sofa lowered from ceiling while i lick popsicle. crowd and i stare at each other, unblinking. i burp. then the "2007 VMAs in Las Vegas!!!" graphics flash on everybody's TV screens, and the show opens. nice.
what do you think?