Happy Valentines Day My Lil Fagolahs!

TV With My Nephew!

Hiiii my little fagolahs! It's ya Aunt Francine here babies!

I am SO excited! Partly because the new Polygrip is working wonders with Uncle Frank's new dentures, and the other part because my loveable Geoffey is coming over to watch the television with us tonight!

Geoffey said we were going to watch Rupal's Drag Race and while ya Aunt Frannie is not a fan of NASCAR, I am so excited to watch the program with him! He said we would vid eee oh tape what I thought of it, and then watch it on the betamax. I can't wait!

I do hope that lovely girl in the photo is one of the drivers, she seems sweet in a whoreish sort of way.

Don't forget Rupal's drag race is on logoonline.com and it's free to watch!

See ya wednesday!

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Postcard

Aiiiieeeeeeee

Geoffey sent this to me this morning and if I had dentures I'm sure they would have dropped out of my mouth and into my coffee.

Reminds me of a Lichtenstein....who I actually dated briefly during the summer of 1928! He had the hands of an artist, and the pores of a carney.

Monday's Lunch

Good afternoon my little fagolahs! It'sya Aunt Francine babies!

Ya Uncle Frank and I wanted to wish you the best start to feb ru rary of 2010! This is going to be a great year, I'm sure of it! Yeaaaah. Milton Forshenbaum told me 2010 was going to be a wonderful year because he could feel it in his bones! And since he still has most of the ones God gave him, I think he's right.

Don't laugh.....God works in mysterious ways. Yeaaaah.
Anyway, Milton whiped out his iPhone at lunch today and snapped a picture of what the considerate staff at Shady Hills served us. Today's lunch menu included cheese pizza, fruit coctail and for dessert strawberries with a sugar glaze and chocolate milk. I'm not exactly sure how this complies with the Federal Sr Citizens Nutrition Guidelines, but that's how it goes. You'll notice the milk is from the "Potomac" which is somewhat exotic don't you think?

Everyone seemed a little confused when they served us this lunch for two reasons. One, hardly any of the residents have their original teeth, so cheese pizza isn't a smart idea. And two, there were no utensils. Ever since Edna started pocketing the flatware it's hit and miss as to whether we go hungry, but no matter.....we'll survive!

Happy februrary my little gay babies!

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