B-Licious here.
I recently went to "Ozmania" at a convention center in Syracuse, New York. What was Ozmania? Why, an darn good excuse to display the eight surviving munchkins from the Wizard of Oz. Several of them even tried to convince me that they had been in other movies I might want to watch!
Overall, they were ornery and probably drunk. To the right, you see me (in a clever disguise) infiltrating the convention. After posing for the picture, the old man munckin told me, "You're a weak baby. You're weak, you weak baby," and then he kicked me in the shin. The lesson? Do not trust the elderly, especially those who can hide in small spaces.
Friday, June 02, 2006
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Was your undercover name "Wee-licious?"
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