This whorish mannequin with the fabulous mane is wishing everyone a Merry Christmas. Photo by
$EX Artiste.
On a Spotlight side note: Little Tony walks over to our dear friend
*sarcasm drips* John and hands him some napkins. He says, "Here, John, this is for your nose." Why did I look over there? John was sitting there with a strand of thick snot hanging out of each nostril. *HEAVE* I won't mention the projectile vomiting, which I fortunately did not witness, but had the pleasure of hearing about. John, you are officially a mess.
When did Virginia turn into V.O. Lee? Was she really standing at the jukebox angrily screaming "Who played this song?" at the top of her lungs?
