Because this is the second occasion that I've gotten PopOdyssey, their biggest, brightest, most gag-tastic, sparkliest tour ever, on DVD as a gift. *snogs Miranda anyway* Obviously, it's my own fault for not doing a proper job in exposing her to the proper extent of my footage storehouse. Well, we'll get that remedied soon enough. ;)
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Date: September 29th, 2003 06:12 pm (UTC)::gives you a weird look:: Um. That would be everything about you. Were you trying to keep it under wraps? :-p
I thought you might have it (and yes, yes it *would* be your fault), but I didn't remember. I just remember you liking the choreography. I'm glad it got to you though! We'll turn it around and bring back something else. Without sparkles, even. I mean, it's your birthday. If you really want that documentary on the decimation of Europe by Bubonic Plague in the fourteenth century, I'm only too happy to make it happen for you. Just realize that even there you won't entirely escape Justin.
*mwah*
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Date: October 1st, 2003 08:04 pm (UTC)If you really want that documentary on the decimation of Europe by Bubonic Plague in the fourteenth century, I'm only too happy to make it happen for you. Just realize that even there you won't entirely escape Justin.
Just so you know, that one really did almost land my ass on the floor. It's dangerous to laugh that deeply from the belly when you're sitting in these pseudo-rocking chairs.
*mwah* In lieu, we shall soon have Making the Tour goodness, wherein we dispel Wade myths, watch them learn the dances they'll later gleefully perform for me, and marvel at the heady abundance of puppy love.