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“I’ve got my hands on my hip. My hands on my hip!”
Look at his freakin’ PANTS.
Also – I’m so glad that they kept the pageant innocent, too – it wasn’t like a Jon Benet thing. It was sort of sweet.
Those JonBenet pageants freak me OUT. WTF? You’re right. And wasn’t the pageant called “Little Miss Fresh Squeezed” or something like that? The potential to go from cute to icky was really close and they never went there. That’s brilliant.
OK. Just LOOKING at that photo makes my heart leap and makes me grin like an idiot. The pants. The mustache. The way he stagger-wobble-walks leading those little girls around the room. And it was sweet. SO sweet and innocent.
Thank you, Sheila. Totally my Happy Place.
Yeah, the little girls were like Brownies or something – totally innocent in their little leotards, doing a dance routine.
And Zahn wasn’t really corrupting them. He took his job seriously. Which … I mean that alone is hysterical.