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Thursday, May 6, 2010
Don't Tell Gramps the Bitch is an Imposterer
Clearly it was the height of his damn vacation. Gramps didn't realize that the real Cher probably wouldn't work a joint with plastic chairs.
Let him have his dream, people!
p.s. The memaw in the background looks a little uneasy.
I am a Gen-X, lazy, manic-depressive bastard, with an eating disorder, OCD, and a propensity for alcoholism. I am basically hell to live with, but I enjoy red wine, Ritalin, reality TV, and disdainful cats. This description could also be useful as a personal ad for a dating service.
4 comments:
What is she wearing?
My guess is that impersonator is a man too. Wouldn't that just ruin Gramp's day.
That is a pretty dang good likeness to the real Cher... maybe a wee bit short. Can't blame pops though, he is likely wearing bifocals.
You're right about Memaw, she does look a trfle on the nervous side.
Melly Mel,
Yeah, gramps might be pissed.
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