Fancy cracks me up...

I pull up to get Fancy for our Sonic run and she instantly calls me. I answer and she tells me to look in her front window. Of course I do, low and behold there she is in all of her glory waving at me in her underwear! Was I surprised by this....no bc the night before she mooned me at walmart.

To make this sonic run even better when Fancy came out to the car she was wearing black jeans and a bright yellow sweater! Her attire made me crave a big jar of honey.

So we get to Sonic and Fancy gets out of the car, goes to her own speaker and places her order instructing the car hop to bring her food to the passenger side of the car next to us.  She is so bossy!  While eating her french toast sticks, Fancy practically pours syrup all over her self....and then licks it off of her sweater! And they call me Whiskey Tango. Then again she might have been born just plain white trash but Fancy was her name!


 The day gets even better! Fancy asked me to drop her off at walmart so she could get meds for "the sickness." I think its all in her head personally!
As I'm sitting in my car Blogging about Fancy's underwear my kids yell out, " there's fancy!" I thought they were lying until I saw her in her bright yellow sweater searching for my car in the parking lot. Instead of waving her down I sat andthe watched her panic and walk around for awhile. Soooo funny! When she finally saw me laughing at her I quickly snapped a pic of the damn fool. Good times for me!


Whiskey


Okay, now it's MY turn to tell the events.  In my defense, I was scrambling to get ready in the 30 minute time slot I was given.  For once, Whiskey was actually ON time.  That should express her love of fast food and sonic.  I put on my black jeans first, then, looking over at my closet the bright, yellow sweater stood out, so I just grabbed it.  Once it was on my person, I realized that I looked a little bumble-bee-ish, but, I was trying to speed along the process.  Plus, until seeing these pictures, I didn't realize that sweater was so bright.  BUT, seeing it makes me just want to wear it more often because I like to be the center of the universe, and that sweater might help me get recognized.

Now, that syrup incident. That is 100% truth.  The picture doesn't lie.  I can't even try to say I didn't do it.  You would too, don't lie!

So the Wal-Mart thing...I mean come on.  Whiskey is a HUE JASS.  Plain and simple.  But damn, I was rocking that bright, yellow sweater!

~Fancy