OMG! Like, What-evah!

Like, Clueless. Totally!
Hello my lovelies.  Welcome back to more wisdom from the Diva.   However, this time I am going to turn the "bully pulpit" over to my newest sis, Libby.  You read of her in my last post.  Now you know that Libby was a hippy chick in a previous life and she was into all that new age stuff, and some really old stuff like channeling and tarot cards.  So the other day, just for giggles, L'il sis, Chiquita, had Lib hypnotize her and Chiquita regressed to a previous life.  (Now, I'm not saying I buy it - but it was very compelling.)  It, was still Chiquita's voice, but the thought process and speech patterns were very alien to how she normally is.
Anyway, it turns out that L'il Sis, was a left coaster too, and prior to her unfortunate demise at an early age, she resided in the San Fernando Valley in California -  Yes, Chiquita was a Valley Girl! Like, Totally! 
I actually had to walk away for a bit, the VG persona she was channeling was so mind numbing.  She went on for half an hour about "going to the mall and buying this bitchen dress for five bucks." Arrggghhh!  Like L'il Sis said once in her VG persona - Gag me with a spoon! Now, her VG name was Nikki and she was a bit of a bad girl.  Not mean to people, she was an airhead but nice.  But she was shameless in shoplifting - and had a passion for fancy undies. Anyway, she had told her friend Julie to "take a chill pill" and ke ep an eye out as she took a couple of outfits to try on - over several pairs of thong underwear she intended to keep when she left.  So, as she was trying to slip on a third thong, she lost her balance, fell, cracked her head, and never woke up.
I couldn't help but chuckle.  Oh. My. Gosh! What a totally radical VG way to die!  Thong undies around you ankles and your butt in the air. Gnarly Man!  Hmmmm! Might explain L'il Sis's seeming need to always stick her butt in your face.  I'm just saying. 
So here am I, a Diva, with a hippy chick, and a Valley Girl.  Makes me wonder who I angered in a previous life.  I, so far, have said no to Libby's offer to regress me.  I am absolutely positive (and don't want to know different) that I was to the Manor born.  (Think Maggie Smith in a Victorian period piece - but with a sense of humor.)
Hugs, Kisses, and Belly Rubs for all!

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