Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Pajama Party

I know that whenever I host a pyjama party, I like to admire myself in a hypothetical crinoline as my lackeys adoringly sit beside my feet in various states of undress and full makeup, holding mirrors so I may have a good view. Teenagers, cleftones, heartbeats, valentines and Jimmy Wright are all welcome at my pyjama party. It's certainly not a party without Jimmy Wright, at least as far as Sandra is concerned. She went all the way with him at the last pyjama party. From there it denegrated into a pyjama orgy.

1 comment:

StripeyUnderpants said...

Also, it is important to be in your mid-twenties, at the least, when you all get together for your teenage jammie party.