She waved like the Queen does to her subjects. It freaked me out.
Once Marilyn used the phrase "giant marshmallow fight," Christie kind of checked out while imagining the whole thing.
The X-Bomb, mid shoulder.
At first I thought this guy wanted to fight. Then I thought he wanted a hug. I ended up just giving him a high five and then tripping him as he passed.
Henna was in high demand.
These women appreciate the pattern in the shape of a large butt.
"I know I was laughing at that butt pattern, but I don't want it on my arm. Seriously, just make it random."
Everything is better with glitter.
"You're a winner sir. Here's your tote bag. It's completely empty. Not even a trace of any evidence from an alleged recent crime. Enjoy."
"Standardize this awesomeness!"
"Why are you all laughing? What's so funny?"
"Hehehe. It's because he was.....ahhhh!"
Yes, flying to the stage might have been faster, had you wings.
Or feathers, which this gentleman had in abundance.