Vegas. Ptui.
I am Kristin in this.
'Hell Bound'
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon.
Vegas. Ptui.
I am Kristin in this.
Vegas...mmmmm...like a Twinkie for my soul.
Would that make Branson a fried twinkie?
Branson is one of those Hostess Snoballs. Who actually eats those?
Dude, I LOVE those.
And they come in holiday colors.
They taste like coconut covered insulation to me. Ugh.
You peel the Elmo skin off, eat that and throw the rest away.
You peel the Elmo skin off, eat that and throw the rest away.
So, so, so very not right.
I get heatstroke more easily than I'd like, and since I'd like to try attending the next F2F, I'd prefer it if y'all consider more temperate areas.
Go Seattle! Choose Seattle! Burny Death is nobody's friend.