The Dancing Pop Tart
Friday evening, DramaMama, The Bear, and I went to Broadway Palm Dinner Theater to see Beauty and the Beast. We enjoyed ourselves.
During the "Be our guest" routine, this "thing" for lack of a better term came whipping through, doing somersaults and was actually quite athletic.
I had no idea what it was supposed to be. I leaned over to DramaMama, "What's with the pop tart?"
"That's the RUG you moron!"
Labels: Broadway Palm, Cheez, DramaMama, The Bear
posted by CheezWeezil at 8:29 PM
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5 Comments:
That made me laugh. I can totally picture that conversation. I can almost hear Erica's voice in reply. Ha ha!
LOL
Yep, Dave, you know the saying. You can dress him up, but.....
Pop-tart. French people don't EAT Pot-tarts! LOL
heh
Pot tarts are illegal in 49 of the 50 states Jill.
They were jumping to "high" out of the toaster.
LOLOLOL
How did I miss that?!
Yep, it figures. I try to make fun of you and end up making a fool of myself with a stupid typo.
(((((hugs))))
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