My dad has his own kind of entertainment. Why is it every time we're here in Alaminos, he feels compelled to bring out his concert series DVDs and plays them up real loud? I just had my nails done in my mom's lilac-colored living room with Lionel Richie shaking his hips in a cream-colored silk shirt and skin tight shiny black pants.
Thank gawd he brought some vodka so I can blur out the rest of tonight.
Merry Christmas everyone!
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