Nov 04 2008
Too Bad, Sooo Sad
Hello, I am Mrs. Bear’s sister, also known as the creepy mime. Mrs. Bear is unable to post today because, as she puts it, “my lame-ass Internet provider obviously has it out for me and interrupted my service out of spite, and they suck eggs (I added the bit about the eggs).” So in lieu of one of her sparkling, witty, and illuminating posts, I will dance for you.
I’m dancing, I’m dancing, I’m dancing.
pant, pant
I’m dancing.
No, not exotic dancing. Get your mind out of the gutter. Think Michael Flatley, Lord of the Dance. That’s right, stiff arms, high-kicking legs, and patent leather shoes.
Okay, I’m done. Thanks for watching. The Bearster should be back tomorrow for your blog-reading pleasure.
Creepy mime here, and thank you all for your comments!! Glad you enjoyed the show and did not toss any rotten tomatoes my way. I’m taking a bow now and leaving the blogging to all you wonderfully witty pros out there.
BTW Getting cake makeup out of eyebrows is no party. ;o)