As Reginald became more deeply involved in politics, his wife sat further away from him at dinner.
And none more so than the celebrities on Twitter.
I’m just not sure which entry to send in with my application for “Portrait Artist of the Year.”
So far, Pig is ahead of the intelligence curve on Twitter.
“Lycra loon” is almost as good as “sac smuggler”, a term we once applied to a gentleman of the cycling persuasion who wore his lycra just a tad too tight.
All in all, I prefer Botticelli’s “Venus on the Half Shell.”
And invent the Safety Dance, too! That’ll show them.
Carson, we’ll be having our brandy and cigars al fresco tonight. The Dowager is on her high horse about the smell again.
Too deep . . . need coffee.