I'm back, my pretties! Have you missed me? Or rather, have you missed the drama-filled information that I so givingly share with you? I know, I know, there's no need to thank me. I only do it because of my love for all you crazy little Disney starlets.
Looks like the most tasty M&M turned rotten and M needed to get her chocolate fill from somewhere, amirite? What better than a tubful of pudding with N? What will Daddy think about this one? Or rather, what will anyone think about this one? With M in such a lacking state, someone better watch out if they like being handcuff-free.
And how about this tour? With the sickeningly sweet cookiecouple on their own bus, things are sure to be getting hotter than normal and evidence of this came when N was spotted in the local drug store, buying certain testing products that just might determine the rest of their lives. Shouldn't we be a bit more careful? Oh who am I kidding, imagine what a stir that would cause!
At the same time, T and C were both going far too far out of their ways to get their D fill but did she return any favors? We'll just have to see once the kiddies begin gossiping about the recent party on the bus that resulted in D and C disappearing and M running out the door with her head ducked low, eyes covered. Uh Ohhhh! I smell jealousy brewing in the air. Will M and D be the participants in the next great cat fight of the Disney circle?
This touring business has turned out quite successful for our most famous boys but I'm not only talking about ticket sales. J's been extra busy lately, it seems. Little A dashed out for a visit to test out the bunks or something of the sort and it just so happens that both J and C went missing during her visit at the same time as the venue mechanics were fiddling down at the bottom of the elevator shaft. I smell some dirty mischief going on. Does this bother pretty J who's been snuggling up to our J popstar lately? At least it'll be a lesson that you shouldn't give in so easily, even when the temptation seems too much to handle.
But enough about that, I spy with my super eye a trio of friends looking to make R a fourth but not just any fourth but a rather flambouyant one. Could R really be a swinging door that goes both ways or is it all a game? How far will it go until he can't convince us that he still appreciates the finer specimens of the earth? (I'm speaking of females for those that didn't get it). Who's going to win?
On a final note, I'd like to state that I strongly encourage out not-so-little N to try himself on a different type of pants, if you catch my drift. What the heckett, our more popular N can feel free to join in as well.
And of course, Darlings, I wouldn't come back after so long without giving you the opportunity to anonymously let out all your deepest, darkest secrets and thoughts. Submit them
here. You know you want to.
PS- Who did end up winning the bet about D and T? I put good money down on that because as you know... I'm never wrong.